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"The two of us were children and as children we were simple and complicated and we didn't get tangled up in words."

Leftist, radical politics, shitty poetry, some poopy poop, New Orleans, Latin American shit, things that make my booty bounce.

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The chemistry of the commons,
a burden weighed in gold coins.
St. Peter, the most crass
of all apostles, died inverted.
The cross a symbol of hope
in death and blood.

The reaction was laughter,
bronzed helmets and steel
swords, the soldiers themselves
found divinity in nothingness.