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Post by thefleetsin on May 18, 2018 17:36:01 GMT
fourteen clicks to the west
a comet appeared and scurried along its way traversing a planet that rarely had anything to say other than the way we lined each other up in a twisted display that looks horrifcally gay as we one by one we blew each other away for no one had the patience for their glorified judgment day.
sjw 05/18/18 inspired at this very moment in time by the levels of saturated balming.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
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