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Dreamy Tonsils

Posted on 17 March 2018 by james w. moore

isolated, aimless,         layed near alien smilers normal     amends made   noises sold my roadless toenails tread dream salt antlers leary, lids onsite anytime     lends old   rails to lone stares anymore     loads stale tendrils    on disaster tides i mislearn elation as sated moans i misread sanity … Continue reading →

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