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Apr 2018
A life seen in wide-angle

is a floodlight

chewing away the collective cataracts

of ignorance

only to spit them back out

and make a stew

with the sloppy remains.

(please,

                     just promise you won't eat me

                                                             ­           'til I'm dead.)
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softcomponent  30/M/Powell River, BC
(30/M/Powell River, BC)   
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   Johnny Scarlotti
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