iii
I have been all over August 9000 times,
ravelling unravelling
pushing this gnarled
barb, the words of
weasels, into my heart,
o’lord.
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iii
I have been all over August 9000 times,
ravelling unravelling
pushing this gnarled
barb, the words of
weasels, into my heart,
o’lord.