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#transference
Is it even possible to feel the grand finale before the show has even begun?  I wonder.  You have cracked a door to a wardrobe of plenty, my clothes yes, never worn.  Hmmmm
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Feb 16, 2025
Feb 16, 2025 at 5:55 PM UTC
Exploit me
Rarebit fiend with an insatiable appetite zapped internally ******* off wi-fi looking for hideouts and new gold wings the brilliant glow through a transom window summons him feeds on the sleeping man programming him into a pathogen
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Mar 13, 2024
Mar 13, 2024 at 2:38 PM UTC
Mosquito Joe
The universe, she needs me. For transference she is seeking. Pouring feelings down my throat, so they can find releasing. And Im permanently wired to the frequency shes speaking Collecting dust from comets, to carve out my own meaning. I make light codes out of lessons. I upload them when I'm dreaming. Slowly taking all the pain, and I turn it into healing. And for every cleanse completed, she leaves me with a teaching. And the world's a little wiser, a little more appealing. • • • Then I get another download, and the cycle keeps repeating. . . . ▪︎ mica light ▪︎
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Sep 21, 2023
Sep 21, 2023 at 12:09 AM UTC
- transference -
Paddle amongst the dark Masked shadows clasped in sharp arches Explore your flaws to experience more Question conceit as preachers reach deep Shots drawn before dawn Chasing bright sunlight gilded aside Brought up to rise again Our lives repeatedly warned of descent Air still warm as we sit forlorned Sleight of hand connections tight Observe the signs confined in mind Silent whispers guided from behind Focused awe channels through us all Do we care to share energy Too few view the transference of form
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Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
Searching
Mommy drinks because you're bad Destroy, she said But remember The practical pyromaniac Burns responsibly
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May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 2:24 PM UTC
Destroy, She Said
Flapping flames fall from above A reflection of affliction Kissed by death when time is up The transference of one To reimburse the curse a cycle continues of the young From which we all grow older to become shards of the sun
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Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 2:43 PM UTC
Shards