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headmistress voice difficult taming contrapuntal child
fuck you for that
so that’s how you think gobsmacked humanity
of course i’ve nothing to say an invitation to love is no childwhere
where the fuck are you coming from why are you here of course i zero
in my place you imply me no you shall not i am for beyond the moon
i ciao
“… is …”
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