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Post by gypsy on Jan 9, 2023 0:59:31 GMT -5
it threw me in a whirl with no Dorothy alluringly, it swept me up in its eye and it caged me up in its mouth as it hollowed me out like the funneled carcass of a frigid outhouse no longer in use freed from abetting the misuse of the truth by being scared silent in urine stench fear when the tornado winds iced my why until he had secret ed
'in me'
j-a c (january 2023)
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Post by gypsy on Jan 19, 2023 17:00:58 GMT -5
it threw me in a whirl with no Dorothy alluringly, it swept me up in its eye and it caged me up in its mouth as it hollowed me out like the funneled carcass of a frigid outhouse no longer in use freed from abetting the misuse of the truth by being scared silent in urine stench fear with eyes wi de op en
when the tornado going end of his se cre tion
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Post by gypsy on Jan 31, 2023 13:07:24 GMT -5
it threw me in a whirl with no Dorothy alluringly, it swept me up in its eye and it caged me up in its mouth as it hollowed me out l ike the funneled carcass of a frigid outhouse no longer in use freed from abetting the misuse of the truth by being scared silent in urine stench fear with eyes wide open when a tornado going
by i c e d me up until
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Post by sillylillylightbulb on Feb 1, 2023 13:01:41 GMT -5
I Love the structure, the flow, the layered messages when read aloud or silently in different ways and you topped it all off with the visuals, chess pieces upside down, to look at things from all angels/ angles. (In me, Ion. Shun..) The last one feels heavy; I hope there is another continuation to this unfolding work of art.
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