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Wetter Than wet In the Scottish wetness of homeReminds me of Irish puddles in the...… in thedrunken nights wit..
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Energy is finiteMy ghost musewhisperedto me,billions ofbillions ofnano vibratingstringsripples in thepond of minddon't mindannihilating time/spacecont..
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Hey troll fuckhole,what pleasure do you get instopping poets speakdoes our pornographic use of languageexcite your flaccid wordscan you write,I want t..
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"Thanks for your kind review …," anon.
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This is for the Janus Tongue
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Compounding traumas of the heartWhilst barking at the beerDisentangled motiveCreating safety net survivalEntwined to fallAt least in hopeFor all is lo..
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A small village, any time, all the time.
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A rough day at the office
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It was thenight of the clowns,when theykrept into townand theytied you down,and turnedyour frownupside down,it was thenight of the clowns,hahahaheehee..
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It's goodnight from me and it's goodnight from him
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