Uneasy Lies The Neck That Wears A Head
Spiders or Skins? I only see my true self, when I take my face in my hands, and cover up my eyes. Another country from. All those selves. Dear dead Auden, nobody reads you either and the armies of goddess stupidity never lost the field for a second; those conceited eccentrics still think they run something, but mostly just stroke, pens, what all; academia? closed loop; and what's this thing they call tradition, that each one supposedly serves or fights? Other words for self, or hate.
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