Bits of squarish material poke at me from the plane direction
Blue tendrils of annoyance curse these spaced words by omission
I write away to write down to destroy
The pressure only increases...
Bits of squarish material poke at me from the plane direction
Blue tendrils of annoyance curse these spaced words by omission
I write away to write down to destroy
The pressure only increases...
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*Yawn*... and still nobody writes to me wtf you losers.