Heart or a madman in Lawrenceburg
Spending life. As a passenger
you still have to ask. Permission to go.
To the store sometimes. You feel that time?
Subjugation from a bad ticker makes you want. Things.
To disappear, a sasquatch in Lawrenceburg
is teaching by action. Maybe watching the mercury rise
on this Saturday is too much. Maybe.
Spending. Life as a passenger means the view is sometimes
free.
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Good shit
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sasquatch was always dangerously yella to me. grizzly af, but a big softy fareal.
Says the landlocked Black Ness Monster.