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Jan 2020
keepsake swindles in the savory elan on our precious dopamine circus.
we gather at the spike of our dis-familiar tropes
to aggregate charm and please the whimsy
of our violent innocence
where our souls are
something like a heart
in a null space
of absolute love
to spite
an emptiness
with all the songs
of a full
stop.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
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     BB Tyler and Third Eye Candy
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