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Soon our wait a baby to autopsy god Soon a doll worrying over its attractions soon its souvenir a nicotine patch from its father’s arm Soon a perfect face shrinking touch in the smuggled stomach of a shy ocean Soon my atrocious renderings of **** animals, soon a beetle on its back is a flower
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 11:41 PM UTC
WHAT A TERRIBLE THING TO KNOW THAT SOMEONE'S GOING TO HEAVEN
Soon our wait a baby to autopsy god Soon a doll worrying over its attractions soon its souvenir a nicotine patch from its father’s arm Soon a perfect face shrinking touch in the smuggled stomach of a shy ocean Soon my atrocious renderings of **** animals, soon a beetle on its back is a flower
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 11:41 PM UTC
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