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kevin Apr 26
Combating homelessness is a significant?   crime a french crime

all distributed phrasing of this nature has origin of guilt

review discussion,

appointe?

the delivery of tasking you?  subversion and espionage
in design the pass

origining by seo means.......

google-ing

ventura audit

time lapse and investigative journalism,

sheriff deputy once stated, thanks for jumping thru the loopholes kevin?


calmatters and all this husk
fire emergency hiding lists as a ship going down.

focal point of objective, these aritcles implicate the administration
in design to escape limits , duration of tenure....etc


"charters" of and thru, or by means of attache to lutheran social services and conscience at 80 east hillcrest have always been historically a cash grab,

this is a study of homeless shelter attached to 7 churches in conejo valley including oaks christian

small backtrack to uncover the proof of "emergency" design of fire wall and shock and awe characters whom cannot be reproached or retort leaned

alexandria, coordinate with new research attempt with gavin

i sense if a.b. budget **-  is pro and coned the hidden pages surface, this has worked well for me so far

digital debate finds, these people are old slave owners

one guy tried to buy me on the street as "business" referring to a presidential transition law from 1700, yeah

johnny, kevin, irish poet, playwrongs, say hi to my french sister, your twin, erin mathenia ready my plays, absurdist and entertain the main mirror
Lexie Apr 2022
I asked you
If you thought
You were capable of hurting me
You said you weighed 115lb
But a sliver of glass
Cannot weigh more than a few grams
Look what that can do
You are a shattered pane
That is all I feel
Your little slivers under my skin
You are not my mother
But I hear her in your voice
You have a mother's touch
It stings all to familiar
You broke the skin on my face
Open like a ripe peach
I suppose we are all capable of terrible things
But you burdened yours as love
Pressed it into my skin
And let me rot in silence

— The End —