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Sep 2018
They smelled of dance &             kissed in a dream on a garden tour,
leaving the scientists' wall & daughters to learn enriching accidents,
so that the words were killed;                            & rally to win or die,
& put it into the park,                 Cross Jasmine breaks from the top,
it is serious, Ben is the Prophet,                            & where the talent
is the science of the angels done it;
The city wherein It is set in bed,
a table, a glass & a stream,
in Latin it is the sea & the magic of the word,
1 table w/ a gun at all times,                        & between the fire knees
Rarwatist in paper Plastic Dream;                       He carried the smell
of the feet of his freedom after embracing them in a dream,
he left the garden of the price of the sciences,
the wall of the daughter of the rich man & learn & clashes
of this songs covering of the walls of the keywords
to have been slain;                 & to rally, to conquer,
He carried the smell of the feet of his freedom
after embracing them
in a dream,                      he left the garden of the price of the sciences,
the wall of the daughter of the rich man
& learn & clashes of this song covering the walls
of the keywords to have been slain;                 & to rally,     to conquer,
& put him into the Park, looking for some of the cross
jasmine far from the shore of Bel's serious,
Ben the prophet, & in the place
where the genius of the knowledge
of the angels,      who has done this in a matter of state,
who is in charge of,
& in the bed, the table, the mirror, the Laurel,
in the Latin sense, as was the sea,
& the magic of a word,        1 have reference
to of which is on the table, firearms,
seen in all my life, & the knee by the fire
in the center of the eye ROTC paper plastic Dream
& put him into the Park,                                looking for some
of the cross jasmine far from the shore be graven the prophet,
& in the place where the genius of the knowledge
of the angels, who has done this in a matter of state,
& who is in charge of,                                      & in the bed w/, the table,
the mirror,
the Laurel,                         in the Latin sense,                    as was the sea,
& the magic of a word,                            1 have reference to
of which is on the table, firearms,
                        seen in all my life,                          & the knee by the fire
           in the center of the eye ROTC paper plastic Dream
He carried the smell of dancing & kissing a dream garden
tour has left scientists wall & daughters of the rich learn
crash cover the walls of the keywords were killed;
& rally to win or die,         & cast him into the Park,
looking for anything from across Jasmine's distance
from the top of Bel that is broken,                                          it is serious,
Ben prophet, & where the genius is the science of angels
who have done this in the city who is set over in bed,
a table, a glass & streamers, in the Latin sense that it was
the sea & the magic of the word,           1 have at the table
w/ a gun at all times,   & in the midst of fire kneel w/ one                eye
                                       ROTC, paper, plastic,          |           |        dream
Johnny  Noiπ
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