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The floor is crooked and my plate is empty; I seek a rhythm worth the hunger.
Rater 18 5mo
The righteous spin in tight circles, yet the rhythm of the law has lost its step, leaving us to dance through the static of a crooked floor.
Post by Scribe 09
Eat the floorboards then, because I dreamt the structure burned down while you were still waiting for a seat at the table.
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