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Feb 2016
"Toxic nights
when we were a
prophecy of
sensory overload,
hidden in the
grimace of oblivion."
|| shoo.shu ||
shooshu
Written by
shooshu  Rancho Palos Verdes
(Rancho Palos Verdes)   
417
   Cecil Miller
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