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in a few ill be at lake trout

Posted to Action Poetry




sounds from below.. sounds from below.. du du du ..
catchy flute loops.. my love is true, my love is/was all for you.. cant touch, cant cry too much, what am i supposed to do? u say that u love me, but u cant... something something.. on a wave of mutilation.. on a wave of sedation.. i thought i i knew you when.. yeah i thought u then.. jazz improv.. i see lots of ppl on my way to work.. earlier jazz.. on my way to work.. on my way to work.. skip opener, just go see them. only them.