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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Dehumanism

the cash equivalent of an empty world. is an american dollar bill. glued to a mirror. a pill bottle full of placebos becalm my fire. & bind me to the wind of a binary star.

so let's throw dice. at the edge of the bed. justice is just a bag of ice. in place of a beat. we have a sine wave. the vector is always away from us.
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