saving cities, losing feeling

free-form improvisation

bonded by mutual disappointment

the hoard awakens

bootiful soul

arachnope

my thoughts have bones

aggression, muted

when i remember once and never shut up

one of these comes with therapy bills

wrong habitat, right attitude

awake but not alive

you dare enter my biome

minding my business loudly

serving size: ambition

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