I wanted to write "I wanted to"
I was not sure why I thought I was I
I know this was an obvious ouroboros of the childish game
If you can remember, you might have done it
When you were not that You are now
That is something who can read this
Who would be able to understand and consume it
Who can ignore it and forget it
It might have existed
I had never known
just did try to find it.
I failed, failed and will fail again.
It and You and I were dreams.
With a connection by particles
which swaps
so everything always is the same.
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Friday, 14 July 2023
the lost label
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