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- know you see me semper dreamy slip-ping on - and - off in the spacey place almost convinced , (was it?) “empire free me , soldiers see me , envious armies are after me because broken me is all they see i patch my self invisibly --” so in retreat i lay my self, an icon to vanity and decay- soon enough i know the soldiers may hunt, may find, may trap, may bind never right - NEVER WRITE , always blind inside my rotten mind , (oh it was) it was not - naught but tongue twists and brain rot easy enough to force, forget the pleasantness of title : Pet - was it, will it, could I build it ? it never will - it never was - a different thought , for beggars sought to free them from their cups and coins - to seek release from their ***** - along the railroad tracks out back we find the air is acrid, black and children polish stones for sale for some enormous, bloated whale that cracks the whip but bears a treat -- I have Orders I must meet .
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 12:10 AM UTC
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- know you see me semper dreamy slip-ping on - and - off in the spacey place almost convinced , (was it?) “empire free me , soldiers see me , envious armies are after me because broken me is all they see i patch my self invisibly --” so in retreat i lay my self, an icon to vanity and decay- soon enough i know the soldiers may hunt, may find, may trap, may bind never right - NEVER WRITE , always blind inside my rotten mind , (oh it was) it was not - naught but tongue twists and brain rot easy enough to force, forget the pleasantness of title : Pet - was it, will it, could I build it ? it never will - it never was - a different thought , for beggars sought to free them from their cups and coins - to seek release from their ***** - along the railroad tracks out back we find the air is acrid, black and children polish stones for sale for some enormous, bloated whale that cracks the whip but bears a treat -- I have Orders I must meet .
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Lebanese
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 12:10 AM UTC
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