Sunday, September 07, 2025

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Chess limericks.

“a summer shower
skeleton
now mine”

—@poem_exe

My Father Returns as a Luna Moth.

“For all’s not gold that glitters; and everything that makes an inky black aqueous solution isn’t the pure oxyrhodomate salt of platinum.” –@HarrySKeeler

System and Diaectics of Art.

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