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Apr 1
wanted to stare at contest
first awakening
i see you missing there
it costs my glue
thinking this was absolute
and there they wept
hallowed compromise
and our mizerly suspend

hi hate
never lust for me
as i find his lustra's mystics
i don't know if he is safe
but he got somewhere
so i am beyond yours

typical daybead, empty
our of ink, in news
so ****** and decadent is the toaster business
when your out there, being girl, hate me
suffering wretch of concern
becoming uncertain once and pitiful fall again

I'm trying ezra pound
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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   rick and Jack Turner
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