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Aug 3
These bullets
they are so **** hard
slamming

I've been spending
my vibrations
on ammo

Loaded always
locked less often
pocketed

Transmutations
inform on me
while tearing

New holes
in my flesh
while passing thru
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
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