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FootFall FauxPurple Heart
put yrself a footfall on
my
Mynde , dear angel(from
On
High),( &/or
lowlands of
personal plea
sure
doom'd by auld
decrepitude )
o'say can ye see'say(see'saw) hearin'tha
l o v e
w i l l
f i n d
a w a y
'specially when It goes a way far way
there's no'more mares-of-night kick'whinnying
b e nea th
blackstorm skies
in dreamtime....just
such a blessed
place, where even inconvenient
happenings happen in awkward
re'motions of LostLoves & DeadBeloveds
( & thee truefiction of MysElf ).....
so, hyadoon? Watchabeen UpTo all thee's Years?
What's Thee Word?
('what?',
is in
deed,
Th'Word
)
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2015dkzk\FOTOriginaleBY:dkzk:""WhrdEvyBdyGo,huh?"
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Published 10th Feb 2015
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10th Feb 2015 5:23pm
11th Feb 2015 1:04pm
unfortunately, a few lotta 'cooks' be tryin to pass off their 'personal' slop & sluice as
as Soup
in this 'personal' prophet
market-place
Anonymous
10th Feb 2015 5:47pm
damm
11th Feb 2015 1:06pm
9th Jul 2016 1:30am
Felt an embrace of diligent rebellion within the coded txt & verbal bewilderment. Thru dysfunction we may encounter sincere epiphany... Keep Grindin CAOS737
9th Jul 2016 3:42pm
