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Thursday, August 3, 2017

Gracelessness a sign of virtue....

Grey buildings, bloody cold
Smelled as the truth welled up
in a world without faith
or ''antifaith''....

Blandly....
I am not good at dates....
I am not the ''good kid'' of the neighbourhood...
Posted by JOHN BAKALIS at 5:17 PM
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