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About MeA Maddog dappled dark of dirty obsessions Struggling more, it seems, in the cracked concrete than of the fire-escape truth of dross A Maddog with mind blood wounds with translucent ink eyes limping of alley light Comments
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About MeA Maddog dappled dark of dirty obsessions Struggling more, it seems, in the cracked concrete than of the fire-escape truth of dross A Maddog with mind blood wounds with translucent ink eyes limping of alley light Comments
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