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T H E T R I C K S T E R

T H E T R I C K S T E R i've been an old scientist for too many unmeaning deaths had my weekly date with an ocean of razor-waves called anxiety | euphony if you get so far C O M P L E T E dubiety //call my maker subroutine StartExoComlinkCosmos(); ... click. "Hello my Maker." classical polylogs and cigarettes i fed you before the stars and heavens // inside my mind making new worlds \\ & to climb out of the pits of our despaired hopes /monster under the hair -dare|Already kissed T H E T R I C K S T E R :: 12-01-2016 ::

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Date: 12/1/2016 8:56:00 PM
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