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First thoughts

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By Willem IndigoPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
First thoughts
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No wake like the break, for fuck's sake. Done?

Gave up faking until it

erupted, some planted scene.

Inducted to be mean,

corrupted kind of

sheen. No one's clean.

Hidden friends

stuck in

Rings.

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Willem Indigo

Let truly writing into the void begin.

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