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Apr 2013
thats where i ****** up
swearing everything i penned for you
oh ****
i just realized that this will never trend
i said **** and ****
well
this one deserves it
you champ
me chump
and you dance like the butterfly
in the next life
and i the bee
bumble that is
swollen and noisy
im doing circles around you
pacing more than anything
while you flutter
i beg for a pace like that
something that is literally lofty
hold me up
and ill give you the pressure
in the opposite direction
a stress that compliments
a slow ascension
as long as were going up
in the appropriate direction
cloudward
climbing with ****** bug appendages....to the paramount
allan jain bonder
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allan jain bonder
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