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fungle junk

rusty pistons fire incongruously in the beat down machine, coughing up smoke; makes it hard to breathe corruption in the break lines, can't stop the roll disco jungle funk, dancing gears, grind and whine stirring up a grease monkeys dream, caress and careen, danger in the evening sparks and lust teeming hot water turbine, spinning, steaming pot called the kettle black, lost reverse, and no way back
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nicholas-alexander
American
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Feb 27, 2012
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