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arie uittenbogaard cross on me - a novel poetry flash fiction van planckensteijn doseert © |
bunker day't was on a dreary bunker dayi was sitting at the screen indications were off and astray motivations under mean that my mind was spirited away to grazing pastures, wide and green with naked women rolling in the hay and rivers filled with jackie d. merry was my mind up yonder feeling free, feeling at large. and it left my tired body 't wonder when it too may leave this barge. |