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Feb 2016
“A DESCIPLE
OF THE MIDNIGHT SKY.
SLOWLY BURNING  OUT,
LIKE A DYING STAR INTO
THE HIT AND RUN OF
CHEMICAL CREATIONS.
UNTIL ALL THAT REMAINS
IS A CAUTIONARY TALE,
TIMELESSLY DRIFTING
IN THE CHALK OUTLINE
OF THE MILKY WAY.”
                                                      
                                                    || shoo.shu ||
shooshu
Written by
shooshu  Rancho Palos Verdes
(Rancho Palos Verdes)   
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