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Aug 2016
..you little vermin..
      ..you..you..                
          

               ..you teaser..
..you and your whits..
         ..nonsense..

shoot a hoop all ready..move your feet..bunch it..

                ..it's your king nightmare..

move it..shoot THE hoop

& where u are..is he more powerful than u..u don't think so..

            whits
                          intelligence..

which one of you
all figure out the peace
at that war..language..letters..words..

sentences to clear the air

                       love ain't nothing..this
                is so much more..

but no..we're too busy
or too lazy..

to be our own God's..

and thank the Creator

                                                   of you and me..
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eclipso child
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eclipso child  near Pluto
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