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red_light
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jane
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red light, how you splayed yourself, splattered yourself on the soaking street, the reflection of red like blood, like so many slaughtered across seas, so many we nevr hear about, the unknown pilgrims. the red dripping down onto glistening night, the street, like a thousand killings, like the life i never had.
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080123
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p
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it blinks in my eyes, telling me to stop. on the off beats it shines a brilliant green.
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080124
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a shaken and slightly disgruntled pete
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for the love of all things holy in heaven and in hell, and for the sake of my mortal and breakable body RED MEANS STOP. for eff's sake, DON'T CREEP FORWARD INTO THE PEDESTRIAN CROSSING THE STREET.
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080125
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margaux
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district. always wanted to go...
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080125
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birdmad
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scarlet bulbs in all the lamps and sconces music slow and heavy liquor flowing freely smoke of various kinds drifts through the place persistence of memory
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080125
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flux
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green_light
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080303
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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