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Jul 2019
The rain is falling at 94b
wind in the trees
drenched fleas
Quiet pleas for mercy
but it'll be a hearse, see?
Learn surrsh Fatiha, Naas, Falaq, Asr
we are all lost, sir
You, me, her, all of us
We have the stuff to do it
get thru it, black and blue it
Life is terrestrial, fluid,
you decide how you do it
sandbar
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