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weaselfreelance

Poet without a soul
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Claws that Snatch

It was either a loose wire in her deck, or the chems that swarmed her veins, but Alice could hear this soft hum as she dove through the barriers of the network.  The white_rabbit worm she sent ahead of her cleared a path, but it was fast and the holes closed almost as soon as they opened.  Luck, or skill, or expensive designer drugs that made her nerves sing kept her a few steps ahead of the ice. Finally she came out the other side and found herself within the vast datascape that made up Regina Inc.’s Red Division.  Wonderland, it was nicknamed due to its lack to logical sense.  To many tourists this land would be a nightmare, but to t

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Claws that Snatch

It was either a loose wire in her deck, or the chems that swarmed her veins, but Alice could hear this soft hum as she dove through the barriers of the network.  The white_rabbit worm she sent ahead of her cleared a path, but it was fast and the holes closed almost as soon as they opened.  Luck, or skill, or expensive designer drugs that made her nerves sing kept her a few steps ahead of the ice. Finally she came out the other side and found herself within the vast datascape that made up Regina Inc.’s Red Division.  Wonderland, it was nicknamed due to its lack to logical sense.  To many tourists this land would be a nightmare, but to t

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Frick 2

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Selfish Habits

I didn’t want you to be there. It’s not fair to you. It’s not fair to them. It was fair for me. There wasn’t meant to be this much flair. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t mean to hurt them. I only meant to hurt me. It feels odd, after this time, to clear the air. I can’t make it up to you. I can’t make it up to them. Can I make it up to me? So you can go ahead and just stare. I didn’t do this for you. I didn’t do this for them. I did this for me. It’s too late but I can hear the sirens blare. They can come for you. They can come for them. But it’s just too late for

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Literature

Claws that Snatch

It was either a loose wire in her deck, or the chems that swarmed her veins, but Alice could hear this soft hum as she dove through the barriers of the network.  The white_rabbit worm she sent ahead of her cleared a path, but it was fast and the holes closed almost as soon as they opened.  Luck, or skill, or expensive designer drugs that made her nerves sing kept her a few steps ahead of the ice. Finally she came out the other side and found herself within the vast datascape that made up Regina Inc.’s Red Division.  Wonderland, it was nicknamed due to its lack to logical sense.  To many tourists this land would be a nightmare, but to t

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The Red Visitor

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