"I am..."

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^{Duly Note :::}  |O*n the second try,/reader,/imagine:/you "†"/...

 ^{I am…}

…wet in leather.

Should the sludge --

that stumps my waste --

survive?

 

"Seriously…"

 

The fact of the matter

is that matters aren’t really very fact-like

at all.

 

"Yep." It’s a b*****d

trap.

And the "crustRUNS^orRemains^within"…

so they said; say it's been said to say...

...

...just to say --

|Likeagun"†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†""†"†††††

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Author's Note

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