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Jul 2019
The resounding muses
of this rash riddled air
are as follows:
Feces
Garbage
A skin-bloated scent of leaking mammals
It is hot and full of ***** phantoms, wafting softly upon the breeze of London's ill-conceived streets.
Dirt Witch
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Dirt Witch
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   Devon Brock
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