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June 09, 2026
More in In a Vacuum understanding where i come from
.. prattle, i know.
i kissed the man on my wall (i do not know) then his bride (with remorse) before i said, 'goodnight.' the moment framed in oak (my eyes
in sleep.)
tell me what i mean please, grampie (dead a hundred years, almost) nothing that's what he says.
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