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May 2013
can't litter facets-
love masked cold.

can't litter facets-
put the Herse in
neutral & wait for
us to pass the finish
line; fuel economy
like 2 looped circles
loosely grasping each
finger as newborn flesh
to pan-fried / breaded
chicken.

that's the advert I was
clickin'.

figured I'd be dead by
now.
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