in reverie...the scent of 5, count it five, frozen (but thawed) fish rose from the cab tonight. slowly, it diminished into the stench of one single burning mind; and (i think it goes without saying), the thoughts of MDP03' kindled the fire. dance. stop.repeat was the theme, and i was a pawn in its game. mindless wanderings of motion, i'd have to
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