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4degrees
4degrees
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thought
surrounded
by singleness
of now
is just
talk;
not
materializing
for me.
the real
that is,
this one
second
is built
of self
sufficiant
manipulation
and absorbption
of you-
like a
common
invertabrate
sucker
does
instinctivly.
it is
what
i do.
the more
the more
the more
i realize
how
in the now
i am,
truest
is the
clairity
that
what-matters-not
nothingness;
black tunnel
vision
of eternal
self
stimulation
mixed with
auto
erotic
auto
pilot
show me
the way
to
absolution
via
oblivion.
may my
eulogy
transmit
the truth
of my
eternal
mental
erection
imprisoning
me
trapping
me
as the
innate
inmate
that
is before
you now.

4degrees
4degrees
40 Followers
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