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I have no whores no cigarrette butts no subway graffitti no gutsy New York or no Buk no pound of flesh no whores in doorways no nights spent scratching my stubble while no dirty plates just the purpose of no whores in doorways just a cat
and that dear is enough david michael jackson 2012 We love Summer’s site. Here is a recent addition music poem Here is the latest on cloud poems and new abstract artwork cloud poem is an old favorite Forgotten corners forgotten corners of a keyboard, like time ticking these words away always in the night so what to say this day this most important day silence like a brake like this poem falling falling into nothingness |