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The dead are still wriggling. I thought I'd stamped hard enough Twisted my heel long enough Been vicious enough To render their meddling Null in their void Enough to create them sterile In their bequest To bestow a double portion Of pain. I thought they were dead And gone. I was wrong.
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Oct 20, 2024
Oct 20, 2024 at 2:43 PM UTC
The dead
The dead are still wriggling. I thought I'd stamped hard enough Twisted my heel long enough Been vicious enough To render their meddling Null in their void Enough to create them sterile In their bequest To bestow a double portion Of pain. I thought they were dead And gone. I was wrong.
stevejeff
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Oct 20, 2024
Oct 20, 2024 at 2:43 PM UTC
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