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Jun 2013
The melodies reversed from either side of him.
Dragging him down towards a what seems never ending pitch.
Now warped to a hummid sea beach area.
Just keep up is always on the back of his mind.


Sitting there as thoughts fly back and forth.
Stuck in an infinite loop of thought he stays, content.
Jiminy Cricket
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Jiminy Cricket
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   rained-on parade and Marigold
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