MALADDENDUMS
1.09.2008
(drive past)
My brain is the clumsy tenderness of the sincere.
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2:03 AM
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(said cynic)
(he turned, once)
(johnny sways)
(four mortars)
(seconds to place)
(thin page)
(shudder glaze)
(sound waters)
(stiff neck stage)
(three if a day)
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