Oh boy, somebody pray for me. I want to gamble and chase girls....
My car overheated last night near downtown so I pulled into the Plaza and wasted $40 on blackjack. This morning I want to gamble some more or find some girls to hold hands with. Well....
I must be a bit manic. God help me. I don't want to be good.
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Oh but to be carnate! (That is a blessing!)
And if you write poetry, you know your spirit, so mix it up! In our society we want things to be so... divided... integrate, my man, you will know your limits!
Karen!
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