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Mar 2017
A treatise on things you believe infallible.
Disease spreads through words, as well.
Yellow abdomens on Men of Mathematics.
Equations containing division: a forte.

Wish for world peace and waste a wish.
Leave here with more than you came with.
Gentrify the darkest corners of your mind.
Excuse the rhetoric or make it better.

Less is more or less less than more, mostly.
More objections are questionable than not.
Do the math. Do the math. Do the math.
We are here for you and you only.

Let it all flow through you sickeningly so.
A new way of doing old things worse.
Look not into the eye of the beholder.
Bite the hand that beats you down.

The Devil knows you're dead and frowns.
James Medley
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James Medley  29/M/Purgatory
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