Sometimes at bus stops and on daytime soaps you can here people say "no peace for the wicked"
They never offer a nuanced version.
And maybe words are just noise or a set of marks on paper.
Robots took on the outside of dogs.
Perhaps this sounds obscure, sometimes I presume if I did not think I would be happier.
If I did not think for a second or two I would avoid my anxiety and my tears.
Determined versions would fade away.
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