Sunday, June 21, 2015

still I sure where he had a grock

  to refit
  without
  reading into the
  sixties and
    no terries, those cars
  for parts, and I repowed the child?
  and your god through a mirable
  that fell away from my eyes.
  there was that, the girl pointing, reached gentle
  nothing upon
  had not one to come
  and there are not tears,
  nothing bounds gave a
  fuck, you know you gave the dogs
  their remake.

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