vin scully is concerned for my well being
how much do you know about me?
do you hear? there are black triangles
in the corner of my eyes and i hear the low drone
of intergalactic war horns twice a week
it's about to go to shit
norvis jr said: shout out immortal beings!
but i pay lip service to no man
this is the foxhole in which i choose to live out
my pious life
my bachelor pad in a dusty fold of the universe, in
before the great vastness envelops and starts anew
if i sought refuge from my determinism i would look to you, sunset
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