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Jul 2015
Car horns in the distance
roll in on my oscilating fans waves

Their volume
ebbs and flows with its tide

Every now and then
dogs barking a few streets over
wag their woofs
through the windy spinning weather

Muffles ocean
crashes in rhythm
on claritys shores

It is my heartbeat in this womb
The lullaby that eases me to sleep


It's my ******* fan ya'll
And i love him dearly
Brain in a bottle
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Brain in a bottle  Canada
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   Sjr1000
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