4.
Down the River, souls run deep. 242 feet
Molly sneezes on. My alarm armchair
Anarchists still vote. Autonomy speaks!
“It’s free!”
Turned cheeks / Blind eyes / Kiss me
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Sail the world. Returning Roses rising from ash. Pray. While water’s fresh in taps. Praying for deity’s hands to pull us from the currents/situation…
6.
Missing a screw
So Upside-Down
No Queens’ Advice
Place purpose by the exit
Tell no one.
Some rituals: Still worthy of silence
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