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Saturday, 16 November 2013
FASTERMILESANHOUR
faster and faster i went fastermilesanhour deep into the dark hug abyss at fastermilesanhour i scribbled on the graffiti wall of denial with a fountain pen loaded with accident blood an eloquent record of pain the words became a blur of white icefire drowning my dumb exile in a fearwave of panfried panic booze stopped working its wonderfire and i crashed thru my own shoddy walls at fastermilesanhour and burned bright and black in a 3 AM of future dread
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