Tag: Oil
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Black myth hymns Rattle the rafters The gong of peace turns to war Jelly cobras hiss and spit As the bombs fall on the Pacific Man churns toil over oil And I need to crawl out of my skin today Like I have the greyscale And I’ll turn into a…
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The man plopped down into a soft sofa of sand. The waves out there before him were at medium. They churned and rolled and fell, the water a dark gray with whipped cream foam on the edges.
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+ Experimental, Fiction, Mature Themes, Might Want to be Mature, Popular, Psychological, Serial Fiction+
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 