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Originally Posted by dull boy
Historian laureates lured by allure of DeLorean lore.. I jest.
I'm just.. thrown for a loop and caught in the past.
In feuds with a future I've already lapped.
A future of loops I caught and rehashed.
Refused to regroup. I talk to my scabs.
Ruminate on ruined fates. Obsessed with the end stroke.
Epic epiloguer stepping off the edge of a cliffnote.
Can the living dead get possessed by the ghost of themselves?
I disassociate and just associate with clones I can help.
Life's a long shot, but I'll take a stab. What's the spread on my death?
This greener grass bookie's so bush league I'm hedging my bets.
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there's several different levels of mental sorcery-
bottlenecks, intrusive advertising, capitalism
scandals and conformism
radical neo-marxism.
panels, shackles and tablets
but i don't get into that, i grip the cannon
i just sign a lease until death, accept it
repeat until stressed, and it'll eat at you until your egos dead