Maybe I'm Crazy. Maybe the World Is.
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Complete Thu, Dec 28, 2017<5 mins
To be honest I've no idea what the fuck this is. I sat down outside, blanked out and wrote. I tried to read it back but it makes no sense to me. Maybe it'll make sense to some looney fuckers on here. For some reason, despite not getting it I'm proud of this, it feels "artful" to me.
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