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technology will kill you 111111

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nonexistance

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mitchie:
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tj:
midnight in bed alone
darkness pushing in the walls
compressing my body, eroding my form
floating in void
how can you soak in when nothing is porous
this is the painted glass house
i've built from the inside out
flowing along concrete plane
toying with ideas of erasure
this place or this being?
something new
even if it's nothing at all
your millisecond blur

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