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it felt(to me) asthought i were preforming on my own mind-cam, replete with dyes in jars(not booze, but just dyed thoughts)
at the derrymost hubspokes of my mind, i noted what was going on in the trafficking about me and my keystroke was to neither stawl nor rev just calmly relish it tall
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