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didn't really begin until we lost Seth
in his apartment dead for a day alone where his little brother found him
i imagine him all pale and pus not that i want to
and i'd been hoping to leave my ghosts behind in Louisiana like
like a severed head in a grocery bag. remember-
Nevada got scorched with cash before and
Washington's gonna wash out BIG
psychic printed paper TIME
seven inches to Texas
and they say we can't read the future
put a url in your poem before the joke is over
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLF4wyrzCPc
(btw the score in the North was:
Idaho: one Montana: three)
2016
the coffee place DT was out of coffee
and the barista was obnoxiously chill
