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candy store pustche

 
 
 
I have to talk to myself without saying much of anything, nor anyone.
I communicate wit dogs a on aslightly higher "truth" topography.
And there ,  
 amdst  creosote pylons jus sticking up support nothing or tii mantbinno blvd
                                                                                    intersects with  
                                                                            Interstate 47263 , (exit 4217.1), (where jack   rabbits                   20-30 yr ago we had Citizen's Benefit Landfill Banks all over this siide of town ,                                                                                                                         &got them blacksnake tales jackets), now,
                              there's nothin
 but crapped out lottery tix, any of which
                              might have your lucky numbers  like
       the kids got hold as if u  in a Bier Hall pusche a day
     or    two late,
 Just a bit of dust in a dustbin conceived world rite'round a corner.
 & tell y'mamma  she'll know when sweets are ready for
    blessing(s)
      now.
 
 
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Written by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
Published | Edited 22nd Feb 2020
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