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Feb 2013
I’m not the only one.
when I’m alone I sleep
Dreams of fake families and shiny diamonds in another state.
If I told you something I didn’t want to know,
Don’t go.  Beat beat beat against the seat in front of you, and watch yourself jump around in your head.
Around in your head, and around and around and a
Round.
Red walls, warm eyes, full-circuit freedom, you’re welcome.
Its so easy.
As soon as you know, there it is.  At the end of the day.
It’s there.  Soothe and prove to you where I am.
That’s all, sir,  that’s all mam.
That’s all.
That’s
All , miss.
That’s that.
That’s what I thought you would be in here.
a bunch of thought sensatios, people.
Thompson George
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Thompson George  somewhere else.
(somewhere else.)   
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