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Whatevers + Pink Gin + Gods

I am obsessed with gods
Or rather, the lack of them
I leap about in portals
Of that non existant stare
But regardless of my delving or
the sores upon my feet
There are never any gods around
To ever fucking meet...
Whatever

M P 13/8/21

 

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Being Me

They are like buses- never around when you want them to be. Pink gin helps...any gin helps ... hugs for you Marion x

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