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It like a Itch Always there behind Every thought every action Like a cloud that masks the real A filter that make anything sexual No part of body escapes from this Mind programmed just to worship unreal Being conscious of the this might be way back What is the real than a fake frequency that enslave
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Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 6:40 PM UTC
Modern Mind
It like a Itch Always there behind Every thought every action Like a cloud that masks the real A filter that make anything sexual No part of body escapes from this Mind programmed just to worship unreal Being conscious of the this might be way back What is the real than a fake frequency that enslave
The sexualization of modern world
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Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 6:40 PM UTC
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