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Yap yap yappity 
Daffy seems to be casually drafting up the match to see Bugs, roaming dastardly, W.M.G baffles me bouncin like rabbit sprees taking down play-listings like this aint music bidnezz but money witness and quick hits subject the instant fixes to their dumb decisions. (Sorry not sorry)

i’m just yap yap yapping, drinkin snap dragon thats flyin me to cosmic distance, plenty witness the far ascension to a heaven listing. 
(keep watching keep going keep pushin listens) 
My favorite business is 
(wait hold up where was i going with this?)

Lets go

I cant ever take it slow if i do then i wont make it like “almost almost” but never close,

just a bit more but not close; im subjective to hope; synonymous like ghosts; i call em poes, they come in in droves; the feelin is low, not a bad moment though, I’m starting to heal,  from some pain that arose, noose; chair; and a rope, accepting my pain as long lost love in a boat, washing ashore to my zone; only to tell me to go, you’re just a small shrimp you know?

I can do plenty and more, you’re just living alone, only companion you owned, had to come and go, but thats just how it goes, mhmmm yeah just how it goes… but still; i’m still subjective to hope.

Lets go

I cant ever take it slow if i do then i wont make it like “almost almost” but never close,

Sitting in my car like, i just needed a spark; my head is in tune with the art, like music is my heart; and when my pen hits the paper, or text lit to phone, whatever you know; even if only 1 person listens and hears me like “whoa” that’s plenty to go yeah plenty to show yeah my attention to grow; my lyrical coat, gots patches from every battle i known, some win some lose, doesn’t matter you grow, and with all this just know, im still just a subject, predicate, anonymous, im not really known; you only know what you know… so with that just know; im still subjective to hope.

Just yapping like hat tricks a rabbit image 
like back then you knew this could happen, you love it 
(the passion) a Blue cross lit in the Darkness, 
like you’re not too far (hope cant lose it just hope)

Sorry, just felt like writing real quick, 
i gotta finish this shift… later

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Art: SomeCoffeeMug Animation: Sesi ------------------------------------- Socials -------------------------------------- Sesi X/TsuraiSesi 🫟 https://linktr.ee/sesinya 🫟 -------------------------------------- mind dump -------------------------------------- Huh .. huh.. okay, shout out No Home Emi ann Xin.. Yeah pipe down, Chaos…Goblin… Café Clique… tell em’ Yap yap yappity Daffy seems to be casually drafting up the match to see Bugs, roaming dastardly, W.M.G baffles me bouncin like rabbit sprees taking down play-listings like this aint music bidnezz but money witness and quick hits subject the instant fixes to their dumb decisions. (Sorry not sorry) i’m just yap yap yapping, drinkin snap dragon thats flyin me to cosmic distance, plenty witness the far ascension to a heaven listing. (keep watching keep going keep pushin listens) My favorite business is (wait hold up where was i going with this?) Lets go I cant ever take it slow if i do then i wont make it like “almost almost” but never close, just a bit more but not close; im subjective to hope; synonymous like ghosts; i call em poes, they come in in droves; the feelin is low, not a bad moment though, I’m starting to heal, from some pain that arose, noose; chair; and a rope, accepting my pain as long lost love in a boat, washing ashore to my zone; only to tell me to go, you’re just a small shrimp you know? I can do plenty and more, you’re just living alone, only companion you owned, had to come and go, but thats just how it goes, mhmmm yeah just how it goes… but still; i’m still subjective to hope. Lets go I cant ever take it slow if i do then i wont make it like “almost almost” but never close, Sitting in my car like, i just needed a spark; my head is in tune with the art, like music is my heart; and when my pen hits the paper, or text lit to phone, whatever you know; even if only 1 person listens and hears me like “whoa” that’s plenty to go yeah plenty to show yeah my attention to grow; my lyrical coat, gots patches from every battle i known, some win some lose, doesn’t matter you grow, and with all this just know, im still just a subject, predicate, anonymous, im not really known; you only know what you know… so with that just know; im still subjective to hope. Just yapping like hat tricks a rabbit image like back then you knew this could happen, you love it (the passion) a Blue cross lit in the Darkness, like you’re not too far (hope cant lose it just hope) Sorry, just felt like writing real quick, i gotta finish this shift… later Hope. --------------------------------------- © 2026 Sesi.

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