August 8th

August 8th

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I love opening doors And seeing the beachfront Mansion Of my dreams Inside A shitty poem My portapotty potbelly Smiles In the underbrush Of 1000 unseen Documentaries Screaming for their mamas 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈⚾🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈 🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏈🏀

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WHAT MAKES A MAN LOVE LOGOS?

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It's amazing thus stress and what I do with it. Delusions of grandeur sparkling up at every roundabout.

Visions truly. Feel so real and so strange and beautiful like an electronic death. Some dads are duds and doomed to dig harsh fruitless cavities into the souks of those whom surround him. Surely there is a better fate for the farts of this fake city. People on drugs have the answer in a chord, a clear music triad floating on sound waves in a nightmare amen.