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arseniy
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An image of an image of an image Of course the waters blow Silent sighs Say friend, say it’s over man What then? What’s left my darling? What’s slowly weaving, green, around the inner section of a violentless dream? They don’t make em like that anymore Like the verdant Volvo on Simpson They don’t make em like that anymore Like the two thirty diesel Please baby it’s not just a Benz Please I need to send I need to free my inner man Woo that’s the bends When I came up still glistening Sinister silver still dripping Ffffff that’s the bends Mmm that’s intense When everything is slithering And the slipping begins I need a ninety honda And a bowl full of mids Verdant as the Volvo Voyeur still in the midst
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@wordstobepoetry
Beautiful! Do you put your poems onchain too?
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trpplffct
@trpplffct
Nice writing. A forceful flow in it. 27 $degen
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🎩 MetaMu.⌐◨-◨ base.eth
@metamu
169 $NOGS ⌐◨-◨
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🎩 MetaMu.⌐◨-◨ base.eth
@metamu
Oh wow! Beautiful words, thanks for sharing!
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