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Distortion Sounds


Like the bionic woman. New knees and churning mechanical ovaries. I love no one but my eyes leak still for him. It is easier now with the distortion sounds and knowledge that the ships all have sailed without me. Suiting up for a ride in my jet. Mom fixes 'em with her tool belt and dad puts the fire out when I crash and burn. Not sure who it is that puts the blanket over my flaming jumpsuit. Or who is responsible for diamond studs, 2,200 mph, and yellow lipstick.

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