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This is a combination of random thoughts, essays, and autocorrect poetry.

Basically, I hit random letters on my iPhone and sometimes by chance I find surprisingly poetic lines like:

Width wiser splatter
Wounded rising
Sequined absinthe against sepia

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Behest 
heel our herb heckles 
the bashes juried politely young laughs

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