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#ceaselessness
sometimes, The time it takes to curate a reality Where The eyes of a hostile reflection Don't contribute to, but consume- the moment's prison of littleness... Is it not possible? To escape eternity's hour's ceaselessness? Hope, is too short; we perpetuate- it takes shape. we preform, then placate.
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Jul 16, 2024
Jul 16, 2024 at 8:00 AM UTC
we perpetuate- it takes shape. we preform, then placate.