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Words words words it's like insanity writing till you can get every last d r o p to spill over into a full cup a full cup a full cup it's full of lies of stories of artificial words can words be fake? would they still drip and cause us all pain? Fake words fake words fake words the fake are propagates. it burns down throats it holds them at arms length devoid of the very small d r i p s that humanity has learned to use.
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May 13
May 13, 2026 at 2:26 PM UTC
Words
Words words words it's like insanity writing till you can get every last d r o p to spill over into a full cup a full cup a full cup it's full of lies of stories of artificial words can words be fake? would they still drip and cause us all pain? Fake words fake words fake words the fake are propagates. it burns down throats it holds them at arms length devoid of the very small d r i p s that humanity has learned to use.
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May 13
May 13, 2026 at 2:26 PM UTC
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