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You
gorgeous
frantic
drunkard
dance
like the stormy sea
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We live
& dream
recalling
moments of
love beauty worship
& shining playful freedom
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Soar above the sky
light as a rose petal
smooth like peach honey
I put my journal through the random
poetry generator and this is what I got:
Sannion I will discuss them I think
the walk into the uteruses
this morning,
The Joy of seedless green grapes
Thiasos Dionysos came out
of sperm and decorum.
three nights in cold blood
Satan is a Sicilian.
Jen The founder of a rather
odd dream.
just a job now, no longer completely
agnostic and happy environment not evil.
But in the exorcisim. He
empowers us, back on Yahoo.
I am not afraid of the cacti.
Something special on Wedensday
fucking
Persephone Loves
the hours in awe.
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