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No Sushi, Master 🎏

My cranium

Is a tin can

Jaws, < open wide;

32° degree

Steamed sardines

My motor-organ, fried.


Little yin + yangs

Swimming in peace,

The search for balance

The Great Barrier, grief.


Born of Month 3 -

2 Piscean to be true,

I’m 1 steel ribbed piranha

1 bag of emotion, boohoo.


0h, Skull! 0verflow_

ing, 0verfishing, again?

You keep striking zeros

Looking for Zen

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