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Though two faces exists, tough overhead the all exists, though we have one soul that exists, Though the one candle dispossess not the flame though the flame en-kindles all of California, even though it all happens, I am not a man but a sea, lost at sea: mermaids systematized upon porcelain stone beaches, yellow lions call with echoing human tone chanting___"life is but a dream__" I don't want to feel anything anymore but fate draws the currents in oceans like a Napoleonic recrudescence from banishment on a paltry island made entirely of money. However to say it properly, my mind has been bought and sold a thousand times, and a thousand times I've wept for our two faces to be one soul. It is absurd to surmise your own thoughts are knives poised against your neck and you're happy to see yourself solidified.
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 1:43 AM UTC
lived in a smile
Though two faces exists, tough overhead the all exists, though we have one soul that exists, Though the one candle dispossess not the flame though the flame en-kindles all of California, even though it all happens, I am not a man but a sea, lost at sea: mermaids systematized upon porcelain stone beaches, yellow lions call with echoing human tone chanting___"life is but a dream__" I don't want to feel anything anymore but fate draws the currents in oceans like a Napoleonic recrudescence from banishment on a paltry island made entirely of money. However to say it properly, my mind has been bought and sold a thousand times, and a thousand times I've wept for our two faces to be one soul. It is absurd to surmise your own thoughts are knives poised against your neck and you're happy to see yourself solidified.
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Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 1:43 AM UTC
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