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the big easy is hard lives, what gives this rainy city so sublime, it's almost a pity that streets are lined with **** pests and rats in the alleyways how did things get so ****** or have they always been? overpasses with people lying underneath so many homeless it staggers the mind to think bread bags and coffees floating in the wake of the ferries outnumbering 10 to 1 the loads that they carry all the old growth coming down all the gold of their headpieces tinfoil hats fashioned from crowns no jazz or blues can save them from the fate that waits an engraving reading, here lies what once was a haven
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 10:07 AM UTC
The Big Easy
the big easy is hard lives, what gives this rainy city so sublime, it's almost a pity that streets are lined with **** pests and rats in the alleyways how did things get so ****** or have they always been? overpasses with people lying underneath so many homeless it staggers the mind to think bread bags and coffees floating in the wake of the ferries outnumbering 10 to 1 the loads that they carry all the old growth coming down all the gold of their headpieces tinfoil hats fashioned from crowns no jazz or blues can save them from the fate that waits an engraving reading, here lies what once was a haven
#crowns#gold#easy#city#pity#pests#rats#bread#coffee
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 10:07 AM UTC
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