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I'm stuck in loan to a motel that's yellow like an unkempt tide pool, groggy fish-tank
my thoughts constraint.
my thoughts constraint. my thoughts constraint.
Cassie
Smirking each time I open any door, waiting for the incoming attack!
water well
when i get better, I'll take you to my water well
wrong character
This story belongs to someone else it seems that you tripped over your plot, entered mine on accident
The roof of my Hut
i know you are wondering where i was late last dawn
MDMA
her name was Molly, she was from Dhali,
scream to gleam
before i reveal the grapefruit something happened yesterday that i must say,
to walk with the weight of a thousand stars
succeed, thrive, prosper, prosper
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