Mailmonkey
Bluelighter
from the Daily Star, Oct 1997 



from the Daily Star, Oct 1997
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time, like a rancid stallion, gallops along the bridle path of our rotting lives.
whinnying or loseing, we are all saddled, spurred on by times hoof.



ers everywhere 

nice! I've never tripped on shrooms or their close chemical friends during summer, it's always been dark cold autumn winter nights etc,
from the Daily Star, Oct 1997
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from the Daily Star, Oct 1997
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