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Oct 3
The “Trip” down the street...

All of this stuff is coming out of me like ooze.
What is happening?
It’s coming from every direction.
Time.
Place
Thing.
All of the wonderful experiences are within reach now……

But just out of touch.
The insanity.
Is moving forward.
Forever creeping into the skin.
Of the animal
That is forbidden.

Figure this one out Vern…..

NOTE – BOO

#M!
Drab
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Drab  Androgynous/The final frontier
(Androgynous/The final frontier)   
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