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Desire draped in delusion.

Dashed hopes and the slow decay of decades of past identities.

Debauchours deeds, doom scrolling, and days wasted dreaming.

I close my eyes only to find a distorted wasteland of pleasure and impulse.

Pulsing, like blood moving through my veins.

I squirm, trying to escape the delay, a kaleidoscope of devotion and dopamine.

Finally, release coming in mind-bending, conscious expanding ecstasy.

📸 @luisprocess

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