If one’s hunger for harmony is insatiable, a prerequisite for a life worth living, then such a world needs to be constructed. I constructed it.
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If one’s hunger for harmony is insatiable, a prerequisite for a life worth living, then such a world needs to be constructed. I constructed it.
“Whose ways is strange when it’s time to survive?
Pray on the plane, get off, laugh at God
Goddamn shame, but gave ’em the nod
Game is the game, still slept like a log”
billy woods | “crawlspace”