Delusional dreams.

My animus left my Id,

This anima in me spoke none of ego.

All of ranges where my dreams leapt and slept like a cub in my unconscious.

Where a fraud once told me,

what is the name of your grandmother.

📴🐲🆕🆙🐲💥

©oam

®artsydhude 07-18

™XENOphagz

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