This time it's not 51,
An area or base, this is 211.
Smoke trapped in a dirty mirror,
Why can't we go to Antarctica?
Aliens?
Reptilians?
Nephilims?
Demons?
Nazi evils?
Mermaid's with sequins?
Secret government sins?
Protect your neck and guard your limbs.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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Comments2
All I know is I'm waiting for the Number 211 bus. lol.
Haha
Great write
Cheers.
You're welcome
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