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there is kerouacin trances on notebook scraps in cryptic tag lines and wasted mid afternoon napsthere is kerouac
there is keroauc, falsely idolic sipping self destruction through a straw, and patience to end
it all
thru a needle, on a thread on a moist, wet field of grass i've made my bed
to turn into soil, feeding the bugs to turn on my heels and head for the hills
i thank you for making me see i thank you for making me be more than just a gate to rust
and never open up to the world again understand i've been led astray
by ~cosmiczero
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