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I wondered if he liked slouching Or sniffing black cigars in his garden With pitchers of red beer glazing Under coconuts!                                2 Im in a paccific coast lite house trying to find what makes the water on this map solid and walkable.   After all its just a painting coppied on computers and sold to children at truck stops.  I want the waves and the gummy worms all at once the coke bottles flowing out in globs of stout the kind i waited to get to and sink into like padded stools over looking the atlantic.  Open a mohito on sunday close the pork farm on monday.  You lit a smoke and dreamed of climbing the tallest cypress in havanah.  I passed out in key west on a marlin charter.  We never found a submarine thay day.
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Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 9:43 PM UTC
Weird portrait of Fidel castro
I wondered if he liked slouching Or sniffing black cigars in his garden With pitchers of red beer glazing Under coconuts!                                2 Im in a paccific coast lite house trying to find what makes the water on this map solid and walkable.   After all its just a painting coppied on computers and sold to children at truck stops.  I want the waves and the gummy worms all at once the coke bottles flowing out in globs of stout the kind i waited to get to and sink into like padded stools over looking the atlantic.  Open a mohito on sunday close the pork farm on monday.  You lit a smoke and dreamed of climbing the tallest cypress in havanah.  I passed out in key west on a marlin charter.  We never found a submarine thay day.
michael-parish
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Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 9:43 PM UTC
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