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Jack the Rip-Off

JACK THE RIP-OFF cold homicides from clean quills vices of knives sharp sharks stalk down Piranha’s with platitudes of predictability but in your brain red is the pain without gain expressing reality in waves no need to explain © Kim van Breda—22 October 2015

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