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Post by thefleetsin on May 23, 2017 0:19:56 GMT
that sticky substance on your fingers is nitro
in your perfect promised land scenario where holy spirits continually fly touch and go patterns between earth and heaven so no one has to usurp anyone's real estate just to feel special.
are there as many ambulances and military installations thriving on chaos as there are in ours?
just curious.
sjw 05/22/17 inspired at this very moment in time by the horrors in manchester and beyond. rip.
from the 'binge series' of poems
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