Jam it!

Not afraid

I wandered lonely as a fraud, that wafts on high in flowery prose when all at once I found that that was not that much and discharged like one of Frank’s jazz party hats… it’s dangerous dangerous in my mind outrageous contagious spontaneous reeling schpeeling peeling away waffle words waxing waning out of rhyme and out through time wordscapes heard by eyes lend me your ears and you’ll see I’m not a Freud…

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