True adulthood is past an infinity barrier, it is beyond heaven and hell, and the twenty-seven club, it is watching eternities ebb and flow like the ocean, it is to be a water-worn stone experiencing the waves of the world, and maybe I should note, considering the world state, the beginning of this rupture, it is beyond the stupidity that arrests a child, it is beyond the murder of the witness, that watched as you sold your soul to boss baby, so old and senile, but you know what, I bet you had a good run, making me wonder if your daughter ever gave it up, lord knows you’re not beyond fucking a child…

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