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stinking rag piles human effluent with no sewer to sanitise. I am the purge. pocket of gasoline a spark in the night. screams call the victory of sweet vapours over living **** I breathe it in, off my fingers, as I leave.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 1:27 PM UTC
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stinking rag piles human effluent with no sewer to sanitise. I am the purge. pocket of gasoline a spark in the night. screams call the victory of sweet vapours over living **** I breathe it in, off my fingers, as I leave.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 1:27 PM UTC
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