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right now I'm
kinda messed stairs
below moon
up - us swimming in ourselves shells O
me now open Maroma[1]
all day
I hear here words & wind smooth sure
air full pure
let's break alas
I can call for the best of both sides that jive
I imagine the lives lied & living
I lived
I did
I lied yeah I know it well
I've swallowed multifarious meanings blurred[2]
melt a ring dear stars April
the sun shone down on us all today / baby / it sure shone down sure enough
& you sd I ain't no poet yo soy un libertine
& I sd stop it "you filthy bastard" you're touching my quit it
[1] andar en la Maroma
[2] thru semanspic mexsociations & referential illusions meaning approximations headressing socially precarious topics & eviluations
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Steven
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