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🦇 Amateur writer, poet, & artist.
Disturbing the comfortable, comforting the disturbed.
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Disturbing the comfortable, comforting the disturbed.
No Gen-AI is used to produce any art here.
Author for: https://www.ptz-ora.com/
By L.R. Anicom ~ 🦇
𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 – 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢
𝙾𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗…𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐.
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚎.
𝚃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 – 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.
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𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 – 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢
𝙾𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗…𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐.
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚎.
𝚃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 – 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.
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September 8, 2025 at 4:09 AM
𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎
𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 – 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢
𝙾𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗…𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐.
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚎.
𝚃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 – 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.
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𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 – 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢
𝙾𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗…𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕
𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐.
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚎.
𝚃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 – 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠.
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ℳℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝓁ℴ𝓌 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝓎ℴ𝓃𝒹
𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝓇ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝒸𝓀.
𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓌ℯ'𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉.
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𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝓇ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝒸𝓀.
𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓌ℯ'𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉.
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ℳℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝓁ℴ𝓌 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝓎ℴ𝓃𝒹
𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝓇ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝒸𝓀.
𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓌ℯ'𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉.
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𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝓇ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝒸𝓀.
𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓌ℯ'𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉.
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𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴℴ𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁ℯ𝒻𝓉...𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒹𝒾ℯ.
𝒯𝒽ℯ ℰ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒷ℯℊ𝒶𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓇ℴ𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 -- 𝒾𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒹ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓎.
𝒢ℯ𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹, 𝓈ℴ ℯℯ𝓇𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒽ℴ𝓉, 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓎
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𝒯𝒽ℯ ℰ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒷ℯℊ𝒶𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓇ℴ𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 -- 𝒾𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒹ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓎.
𝒢ℯ𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹, 𝓈ℴ ℯℯ𝓇𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒽ℴ𝓉, 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓎
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September 3, 2025 at 6:53 PM
𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴℴ𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁ℯ𝒻𝓉...𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒹𝒾ℯ.
𝒯𝒽ℯ ℰ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒷ℯℊ𝒶𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓇ℴ𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 -- 𝒾𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒹ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓎.
𝒢ℯ𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹, 𝓈ℴ ℯℯ𝓇𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒽ℴ𝓉, 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓎
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𝒯𝒽ℯ ℰ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒷ℯℊ𝒶𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓇ℴ𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 -- 𝒾𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒹ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓎.
𝒢ℯ𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹, 𝓈ℴ ℯℯ𝓇𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒽ℴ𝓉, 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓎
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