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supersonic

Bluelighter
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Nov 2, 1999
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Crispy calm good and tight.
I sit back and I sit write.
Such irrepressiple dreams seem to scream themselves awake.
That it might be me tonight who is bathing moondrenched in my own rhetorical lake.
Such desires and descriptions cracked like an egg frying themselves into realization.
Accompanied by a healthy side order of momentary frustration.
Come sit with me and eat and speak as everyone else resides.
And soon reach our full bellies blown
as life and death collides.
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If anything I do drugs to appreciate reality.
 
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