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Sans Echo’s

for those who don't know but may be interested .. feel free to Google grockle's & emmets 🖤

                                                             The acid chronicles went down the wrong way
                                                                            together with the sycophants,
                                                               the plagiarists and the grockle’s n emmet’s ..
                                                                         But those were the Rayban days
                                                              weren’t they, when mascaraed eyelashes were
                                                                   the rage and reasons were superfluous ..

 

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Marion

Kind of a pissed off feel about this Nev...a thing I understand as it seems its all I.write these days....characters on a loop...a stage enacting the same tired plots...life gets weary after a certain age x

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Neville

You got it ........ maybe .. Thanks our M 🖤..x

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