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Mar 2018
I cuff you in white sunshine as a pig on a crack-coke raid; like a ***
****** **** on antacid burning char-black ***** 50 grades of shade
in a vo-tech school over megalopolis Miami's thrifty trades of Dade
Lead me to extremes, bleed me from blood-seams, steam me before
teams as ordinariness is as light as regularity when burning I-beams
It astounds me greatly, the free association of physical complexities
with drug-fogged delusion, as it's a cop-out that morons have fallen
back on lately when rationality & logic seems less wise than saintly
๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†
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๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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