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May 2020
The sound of me taking
drags off a cigarette
as all these mean dark clouds
roll roaring out all of your heads
is an award worthy soundtrack
all by itself.

and yes, I totally get why the skies look this way.

I just needed something to write about
and the climate seemed to have the
perfect amount of "meta" in it to...
B E Cults
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B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
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