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May 2015
I am numb and gushing.


I am gushing with numb -- herbs-- ***-- heaven.

There is no Heaven in this hole of Hell,
only souls oozing, under life's spell.

my heaven and herbs are bland,
I cannot be saved on this forsaken land.
La Mer
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La Mer
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