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Post by thefleetsin on Jul 25, 2019 14:05:53 GMT
while you were passed out
while you were busy being passed out: the very same knife sharpening wagon came about the one your grandmother would hail to sharpen her self-righteous nails till they made screeching sounds like chalk boards on a titanic going down seconds before you figured out who picasso truly was, why dead gods require extra spoonfuls of buzz, and diversified money market accounts have always been the foreplay to being swept off your feet by belief systems loosely based on love.
sjw 07/25/19 inspired at this very moment in time by well duh.
from the 'blasphemy series' of poems
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