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Only in last year's glow, could this year's Red chorizo salami come, and I haven't gone yet. Gone over the edge of these Breakfast tables, in empty cup or full of caffeine. Gone over to home not yet cuz the Brain keeps me here in a dish, in artificial cerebral spinal fluid, or let's just call it Recording Solution Don't mix the salts! Cross-contamination is a killer for these Recordings.
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 10:46 AM UTC
Breakfast.20141220 revisited.20151220
Only in last year's glow, could this year's Red chorizo salami come, and I haven't gone yet. Gone over the edge of these Breakfast tables, in empty cup or full of caffeine. Gone over to home not yet cuz the Brain keeps me here in a dish, in artificial cerebral spinal fluid, or let's just call it Recording Solution Don't mix the salts! Cross-contamination is a killer for these Recordings.
Breakfast.20141220 inspired poem! >intercorrelate.JPC.Fb.LH.breakfast.poem
jojo-nguyen
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 10:46 AM UTC
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