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If she calls.

If she calls.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The happy hunting ground is dead.

The happy hunting ground is dead.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The cosmos of nothingness that glitters.

The cosmos of nothingness that glitters.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Places everyone! Location! Location! Location!

Places everyone! Location! Location! Location!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When you wonder on the reasons behind a wonder!

When you wonder on the reasons behind a wonder!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The walking dead have no thoughts to follow!

The walking dead have no thoughts to follow!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I put a trace on a face locked in memory.

I put a trace on a face locked in memory.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

If only black was your style!

If only black was your style!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The End!

The End!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Put on a happy face.

Put on a happy face.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

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