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This is what happens when I let the blood from my cut-open knuckles become an inkwell...Enjoy and feedback me, if you will... (all poems copyrighted)

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Video: Cast, a ballad...

Posted by Brother Taj at 2:39 AM
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