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.. Hello, wasteland-colored, buzzing
behind the shaft of & nbsp; garbage & nbsp; longing,-
living the real life,
in spite of everything and in spite of everything.
Gusts of music and light.
The spring gropes its way.
The hand of the Creator, & nbsp; the soul of the poet,
all-pervading & nbsp; essence.
may 30, 12
Hello, wasteland
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