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Jul 2020
ARGUE ABOUT LAND WHEN MAN LAST BABY SIT OR STAND
FUNNY THE TMELINE FOR THEM LIKE WATCHING THERE DEMAND
LIKE I LEFT MY RIGHT OR LEFT HAND
HAT OR UNDERWATER WEBCAM
  
SUMERIAN BLOOD POOLS LIFT FILLING POOLS

FOR MATHEMATICS AND EMPTY LEARNING IN SCHOOLS  
NEVER UNDERSTAND THE SHIPS FILLED WITH FOOLS
BECAUSE YOUR GIVEN THE INFORMATION TO LOOK LIKE YOU KNOW THE TOOLS

WHEN SOUL IS GENIUS AND INNER LEARNING
MATCHING THE PERFUME WITH THE DRAPE AND CURTAIN

IS THAT A DIMENSIONAL RUG YOUVE BOTTEN BEFORE
IS IT HUNG ON THE SECOND OR THIRD FLOOR

A DEPARTMENT STORE OF THE MIND
YESTERDAY I WAS WEST NOW NORTH
TOMORROW EAST
MAYBE FUTURE SOUTH

THE COMPASS OF A SOUL ACCOMPLISIHING DREAM
YOUR WATCHING YOUR SELF THEY EVEN TELL YOU WHEN TO SCREAM

IN CRIES OF FATE
FACING THE DYNAMIC FIREY LAKE

OR HOT AND COLD RETAKKES
OF PAST LOVE WHICH WERE MARRIED THOUSAND

MUSICAL CHAIRS SEASON
NOW I CAN POUND HER
WISEPENNY
Written by
WISEPENNY  41/F/Canada
(41/F/Canada)   
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