Somewhere across the
Noise.
Someone died
And I was glad-
it-
Wasn't
Me.
I have shallow
Empathy
And don't mourn
My losses.
They lived
Longer
Than I ever
Wanted
To.
Still. I
Persist
In this miserable
Monotony.
Lucky,
Epistemic luck,
I don't think
I know you?
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 1:00 AM UTC
Somewhere across the
Noise.
Someone died
And I was glad-
it-
Wasn't
Me.
I have shallow
Empathy
And don't mourn
My losses.
They lived
Longer
Than I ever
Wanted
To.
Still. I
Persist
In this miserable
Monotony.
Lucky,
Epistemic luck,
I don't think
I know you?
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