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MONDAY, JULY 04, 2011

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Cast away conformity, blank notes for eyes, purple decay, button fish, toad stool, left over breakfast, spitting game, eraser ashes, lifeless abstr...

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Mumbai is wounded and grievously, mind you. No more is the spirit of Mumbai, where life is still undone. Probably the first of it’s kind in histo...

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My Joy Water water everywhere, but not a drop to drink, What is but the world for, not a time to stand and blink? I think, I stare, I see ag...

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Little Anna Li’l Anna, I’m on your side, Neither the truth can I hide, What you thought, may never become, So unreal, yet it may come,...

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420 is like Christmas for stoners. In high school, 420 was a monumental day of the year for about 25% of my school’s populace. A hundred-plus po...

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When I’ve forgotten tomorrow. The breeze is knocking on my door I told it to go back to the shore I heard it saying that you’ve gone To w...

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The morning sun shines in through the window crack behind the partially-closed curtain The heat lands on my body and the temperature starts to...

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Sex, tits, I'm getting younger in this blitz. Selling my underwear on the end of a stick outside my window beckoning old and young fellows,...

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The image above is a photo of the first bombings on Baghdad, Iraq as American troops reached outskirts of the city in early 2003. This isn't one of...

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Sipping on christmas love in a broken mug I found it in the snow with nowhere else to go i thought i'd bring it home and call it my own.
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