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Jun 2016
remember, start with
openmouth.jpg.

round all totals.

try not to lick honey
off of the honey

bear. avoid./
lucky glitch/ O

humble weather. the
coffee is too cold no

w that you've added mi
lk. in the morning I

emerge with my debit
card stuck to my thigh.

I move close to the
occupied port
of my kitchen sink.

haptic feedback,
chaos on max cool.

what are you doing
here,
dying my judgement?

*see, it
looks like a mountain range
Mote
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Mote  31/F/Michigan
(31/F/Michigan)   
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