smorgasbord of poetry, photos, political hairballs...MOTEs "More energy, grit and real life in them than 96.8% of the bullshit that comes into the Corpse."
My lil corner, mauve tea sky
Tease antipathy
Yer big dormer, brats inna belfry
Holdinstank as per perfidy, personified
Our lil bower, one wee noon not encumbered,
Succor the air
It were, once.
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