man in the fridge

all over

under the clear

skies steering.

a former

then then the latter,

redefined

refined.

would it

really matter,

everything falters

and you could be…

all over

steer clear

the cries…

rain

pain

pain!

i

write

your name…

and you

write my future.

six

to three.

suffrage…

my gut will,

carnage!

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