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[anisetta]

    I'm useless, I am hopeless, no good at war, I tick tick tick and with the ticking I complete a thousand revolutions, I complete the curves of a heart, I complete and the arsenic turns translucent, the bomb explodes not with the purple flowers of the black rain, but with the emerald shoots of the grass, the crimson, the rose so dallied over. I'm

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[technoballerina]

you write so beauitfully, you know.

[crysanthia]

& i like that poem.

& i like you, yes, i do i do i do.