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Mar 2013
I'm blessed
I can broadcast transmissions
But they are not communications
Nobody can receive my transmissions.
I'm a radio signal
with no radios
I'm screaming again.
Nobody registers my broadcasts.
My waves bypass all receivers.
I'd tune my radio station to all the things who can not be heard.
They must be speaking honestly with nobody to impress.
I'd let them into my mind. I'd love to hear their transmissions.
I only love the transmissions meant for nobody.
Acting is death, persuasion is a lowly pastime.
Brujo Alligatore
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Brujo Alligatore  EW,NH
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