/lit/ - Literature

Damn you.

You are one to blame.

Having taken the fall for yours.

You were our sacrifice.

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Plus another one that is also on my page.

I turn 25 today.

At the point some numbers on me got known.

The theory caught an update from that.

Another got smuggled in to that.

It was suddenly trickled in.

Now, it connects with me in drips.

In this unloaded liquid.

Seeking ways down.

For traversing around.

Leaving them.

Noting that this phases.

Minus the straying.

Carrying-out both of them.

Killing two birds with that one stone.

I lined the two up.

I saw the eclipse.

He confirmed something else.

I corroborated that.

She kept the faith.

Kept leaning in another direction, too.

That, from their own platforms.