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"chevolution" poems
LET'S stop by, just take off the tired helmet, and Put a weary suitcase, year and year in the age line, Then we stand up at the height of the tower, "That," I said, "a ***** cloud, will there's a mud rain," you shook your head and stared on the motor lock. "Chevolution, chevolution," I heard Like that word you hissed over and over again. You reach for the handlebars of the motorbike, slamming in the direction. Which far refuse comfortable cage and shady wells. I plucked a banyan branch, for a pointer to read again, a Book that we can never finish ... The air is lagging after you step on the gas, Drove in the far direction, I knew it was perfume, A man who leaves no trace, except Spilled coffee on the tablecloth, and dried cauliflower.
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 10:19 AM UTC
***** Cloudy