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I burn inside the ropes, I have fallen so far from who I was, making a flood to thin out, with disdain for grief. (The Dreadful Note, 1882.)

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I hold no space for the poisoned—those steeped in hate, racism, bigotry, or the rot of performative connections like “Mutualan gas.” If your mind breeds harm or your presence carries chaos, let silence stand between us. Do not follow. Do not interact. Let our paths remain untouched.

feb 19 2023 ∞
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