was playing in the dirt

feel my neck or

tonsil lost behind

a truck your fog

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hip behind the

davenport what

giggling priest re

framed yr lex

icon – laps e of

words – mirrored

at last returns

feel my face fee

l my grand indention

f eel my toothy

shadow hyperventilates

hhh behind hu garage