Infinite Monkey Theorem
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En cours d'écriture18m
Dernière publication jeu., sept. 10, 2020
the stars weep
and I think
you and I
have the same grief
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a result of perpetual existential crisis, adolescence, dissociation, trauma, and a sprinkle of teenage angst.
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