we walk sometimes, moonlight and streetlamp, the cold bites but it doesn't bother us. we is free. free to think and slide. down the rumble of roads. past the bendy light and frozen stains. we walk. we is timothy. knee bend and heel drag.
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any wonder im addicted to this joint?
joint?
pass the duchy buster!
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