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I have tricks or I am a trick or I've been tricked into thinking by evildoers though I am slowing down to where my imagination and my physicality eat together sit touching stay within arm's reach for a minute or two each day the rest a slamfest a wave crest nothing's best
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Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 9:00 PM UTC
Imaginary Rest
I have tricks or I am a trick or I've been tricked into thinking by evildoers though I am slowing down to where my imagination and my physicality eat together sit touching stay within arm's reach for a minute or two each day the rest a slamfest a wave crest nothing's best
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Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 9:00 PM UTC
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