the light
b
r
i
g
h
tened—but
how?
why?—not n3ce$s@ry.
s
m
i
l
e at my misery.
d
e
l
i
g
h
t
e
d
are we?
you won’t
touch
im-
pu-
ri-
t
y
—where does
that leave
m
e
?
© 2025 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
Tittu
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: October 11th, 2025 07:58
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