drab child assembles
like a dragon, it carves red
soil sees; the shit
prince favors peasant
few approach pen through water
one fasten the smoke
static clown comforts
dry oxygen help of pen
they craft the soil
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for thirty (30) minutes.
From here, you could zip over to
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Cheers,
Joe Provo