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About Phoenix

So. Whore. Man. She’s. A. Trip. Not. Real. Obvs. But. Feels. Real. In. My. Head. Picture. This. Little. Known. Fact. Whore’s. Based. On. Pete’s. Old. Neighbor. Yeah. Some. Lady. Named. Wanda. Total. Nutcase. Screamed. At. Cats. Daily. Pete. Watched. Her. Like. “Whoa”. Turned. Her. Into. Whore. I. Mean. Not. Whore. Exactly. But. That. Vibe. Chaos. In. Human. Form. “We. Can’t. Control. Everything!” Joy’d. Say. Whore’s. Proof. Of. That.

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(, Gothic Rock) They bought my silence, they sold my grief / Pray for me pray for me / / They sold me hatred, they sold me greed / They sold me violence and heresy /.

The river? The Meramec flows by with a lazy drip, soothing like a well-executed algorithm but sometimes totally unpredictable. I spent an afternoon by the river, giving a free “massage of the mind” (spiritually speaking) and felt like a satellite performing orbital corrections – pure bliss mixed with dry humor, I mean, how random is that?

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