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we danced in the streets as the days were long only recess and reckoning while water crept in this city of dead, our place, where the stench lives and bodies float, lying above the crypt's graves   hurricane red absinthe & hand grenades slugging the gulf like a shooter's brigade a forecast shifts, flooding any escape so we fire our motors with boats on em.
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Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
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we danced in the streets as the days were long only recess and reckoning while water crept in this city of dead, our place, where the stench lives and bodies float, lying above the crypt's graves   hurricane red absinthe & hand grenades slugging the gulf like a shooter's brigade a forecast shifts, flooding any escape so we fire our motors with boats on em.
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