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the rose of occasion

 

you choose to vomit

 

 

 

information is being

 

an entirely different worm surfaces

 

 

 

short of breath, tall of dark

 

waiting for the ground war

 

 

 

beauty is not the point

 

most of beauty is icebergs

the topic crowds with horror

 

 

 

late patterns of thought

 

media pretends