over…

It’s exactly I know. I have not the science. Literature. I must understand this: The paranoia in my mind, embodied in my eyes my own eyes on the page in front of me (the computer screen as it were), or real damages, real reputation I know you I love you I have empathized with these people and how could I be like that and now I see how destructive saying certain things is this topic of hate speech is so poorly discussed by myself who wishes to understand it to avoid committing the crimes I fear. And my friend Nick in the background creeping up on me just to clap the wasp in front of my eyes below my head again,

And that I must awake

tomorrow

for work

over…

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