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Feb 17
But past distant times
She filters happy

I'm Bumble time
look for me
Again
look for us
Again
look for unfiltered
Time again

Drones at the Edge
of our Tomorrow
All our needs Killed

Live run dare

Set the butterflies in formation
Habituated motion
Irimi
there is only Irimi

Love dare repeat
Thanks for reading parts of my soul organized for aesthetic appeal. It doesn't sell well. It never does.
JoJo Nguyen
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JoJo Nguyen  Baltimore
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