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Tuesday, June 14

squish the mission

feel the breeze? on your tongue?
thats cause your mouth is hung
open, stuck, locked even
with iron ore, rust, tetris in the morning
tennis in the evening, when the sun goes down
I hate it when that evening sun goes down
I love it when that even keel goes down
and the captain goes down with the ship and lifts
her up and bails her like any real captain would do

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