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misalignments within gloved hands fingers in the wrong place, again. there are clenched fists never thrown and punches that **** in one blow. we met on a fast train departing at different stations. I never forgot that evil is down right nasty it spat its venom my way almost daily. kindness is never abstract except in the arts.
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Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 10:23 AM UTC
kindness is never abstract
misalignments within gloved hands fingers in the wrong place, again. there are clenched fists never thrown and punches that **** in one blow. we met on a fast train departing at different stations. I never forgot that evil is down right nasty it spat its venom my way almost daily. kindness is never abstract except in the arts.
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Mar 24, 2026 at 10:23 AM UTC
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