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ButcherBenji 11 Feb 2018 Tag: Black Stranger

A Sour Diesel

A flesh machine on mind control facing the spike details of a hike dismay. Born to shine upon wound-ed life by counting scale or wing held tight to my lungs. A secret trust in the garden crust or a skin of significant numbers & letters and an ageless rate of...

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