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Post by thefleetsin on Jun 4, 2018 19:11:26 GMT
wars without end amen
according to several choice moon rocks that just now re-positioned themselves to get a better view:
you can have all the gravity in the world and still not know what to do with what from here looks like a paradise but's beginning to smell more like a stew.
sjw 06/04/18 inspired at this very moment in time by if only the rocks could talk.
from the 'bewitched series' of poems
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