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Sep 2018
the sea saw the light,                  her body to endure,
they should be burning w/ fire, the garden of kisses
down from the hide of a lion
that sat down on Main Street
of the desert; Maecenas leaves my face the face
of the other, hairy,        public in the light of the stranger
will beat prostitutes as much as he calls
       to a flame of the middle of the heat
that hides his sweating prior to the reading
of the Jews' names,       the movement of it
would be foreign to the fate
of the age he had been taken captive, or true,
put on the skin & start the return of her knees,
the teenage *****,                       when he died,
I leave b/c the book of the goddess
is falling away for asking to speak,
I'd like a part of the city,
making them to pass look here!
I took hold of the middle of the deep curves
of the mountains, burst forth from the tongue
of the course held a bare opposite
of the garden at night's eve
so worth their wives,
I will cut off the shore
of the Asian knowledge so loud it bends to the insane!
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
(... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...)   
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