My third eye glazes over As the world grows colder A smoldering mass destroying us Societal entropy has a hold of me All I want to do is write and bring joy
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So, you must be wondering how I got here. It's a funny story really! It began with the promise of kitty snacks, so long as I could answer questions well -
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Good luck jumping on Fads and Band Wagons move quick I’ll keep doing me
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Monroe succulent, also known as chubby little stone flower, has a natural, gentle beauty. With the light green color of the leaves, the pink, white, and yellow colors of the flowers will brighten up any space.
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Waking up in a lot of pain Body carrying yesterday's stress Playing back everything in my head Because I am not a professional worker
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My dearest algebra, I apologize for saying all those mean things about you I'm not sure 4Y I did that because I got through you
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CAST YOUR EYES UP AT ME GAZE AND ADORE, WORSHIP FOR I AM WHITE, MALE AND STRAIGHT ~ I DO NOT CARE, NO EMPATH NO SIMP FOR YOUR FEELINGS
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Where are my readers from I wonder who is reading these quiet lines. what part of the world. From what location, or corner of the world
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I think, therefore I am! No! I think, therefore I think I am. I’m M.
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Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the only comedy show where the jokes forget themselves mid-sentence. I’m the wheelchair-bound warm-up act,
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The Grinch on My Roof He stomped on the shingles, grinning like sin, acting like Christmas was his to command. He shouted loudly,
I. Boys will be boys in their thoughtless joys. Never taking time when playing with their toys. II. They rip and tear
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