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Apr 2018
With a snap of my fingers

The fourth wall brakes

In a drop of the lights

I bow for the audience

Saying goodnight.
PSHAW DIM WISENHEIMER GESTALT

YOU ARE A TRIFLE RIPE OF PLATITUDES
John B
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John B  28/M/Within The Omniverse
(28/M/Within The Omniverse)   
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