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my head
is a roiling cauldron of funk
n i wandered around graveyards
during the night
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its got a bark like a chainsaw
n its kept muzzled
but now I've got the Jane Austen card
the harpie Nic and cloud clockwork and bisto are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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