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Nov 2017
I see flowers blooming
snakes grooving
fleeting moments of serenity
with gasps for air
and hands trembling
as they touch, treacherously,
the skull of their own,
desperate to know relief.
I can't take this place no I can't take this place I just want to go where I can get some space
Fish The Pig
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Fish The Pig
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   beth fwoah dream
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