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Monday, June 29th, 2026

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    12:56p
    just as I am not a poet, I am poetry. in the same way, I am not a rapist, I am rape itself, a symbol of everyone's will to die. in that same way we all are not actors, we are characters unable to kill the Author. in that same way, all words are defined through all other words. in this exact way, our thoughts do not exist, outer objects do not exist, our inner object, though perceivable, does not exist. thus, I have shown how 1 == 0.
    1:13p
    1:26p 
    Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go
Head for the hills pick up steel on your way
And when you find a piece of them in your sight
Fire at will don't you waste no time
Another thought of the unaware
Addiction in disguise
With a drop of blood
You will take them out for me
Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go
Fire for real yeah shoot to kill with no aim
Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow
Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow
And out of the black a figure forms
A soldier in the sky
With a drop of love
Trying to set you free
Run for the hills pick up your feet and lets go
We did our jobs pick up speed now lets move
The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes
And we can't live if we're too afraid to die
Hold on tight yes hold on tight you're too slow
Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind
Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads

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