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hands off *******

Something like octane

distant

profane

It's a longing

believing in belonging

taken by the need

salivating from memories

Something like octane

burning

insane

Resonating shouts of joy

spark controversy

Bipartisan all of us beset

By greed for what we ***

Something like octane

charged

heart engorged

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chadrick-s-winkle

American

Published: Sep 27, 2013
LinesWords: 1746

Notes: Some reason I have had this olfactory memory of the stuff...
Drugs are bad so the government tells me so.

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