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Sep 1
Three is a crowd
Alone is a punishment
Two is partnership
until it’s criminally unbearable

Look at her ; she’s  in love with life
Look away ; it’s simply just embarrassing

It’s a merry go roundabout of battery

Look at him ; he has it together
Point and laugh ; those sleeves aren’t in fashion

Picture this ;
A World Unreined Of Thirst
A lost and found resolved
But then there’s a twist ;
We beg back the worst
We pup at Murders ***** teats
We’ve retreated
Shy from salvation
Summoned back on the coaxing cluft
Of our basic breeders feelings
A soul dehydrating salivation
Jon Thenes
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Jon Thenes  Montreal
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