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[dement0b0y]

night has now become ful of tossing and turnings, waking to a turning fan and tossled sheets. traces of my mind still etched onto my eyes . groups of horses tied up in a pool, frightened by strangers they try to run, frantic, they head towards me with stern fear in their eyes. the line runs out and theyre chocked back . theyre looking to me to cut

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[anonymous]

ya i was going to mail it to u, what's ur address?

[dement0b0y]

i have nothing to do but get impatient down here, so excuse my needy nature. 732 burgundy st apt c new orleans 70113.

thanks you