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All the world, in our eyes, they will say, was a commodity.

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Author fluidpuddingPosted on November 6, 2024November 6, 2024Categories Daily

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I put it out there

  • All the world, in our eyes, they will say, was a commodity.
  • Everything is too loud or too quiet.
  • Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach—as I want you to be.
  • Now he’s gone back up to space where he won’t have to hassle with the human race.
  • Who would I be without all of these t-shirts?

and you talked back

  • heidi on November has tied me to an old dead tree. Get word to April to rescue me.
  • Askbew on Who would I be without all of these t-shirts?
  • Em on Who would I be without all of these t-shirts?
  • fluidpudding on November has tied me to an old dead tree. Get word to April to rescue me.
  • Askbew on November has tied me to an old dead tree. Get word to April to rescue me.

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