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One by one by one, Threefold centrepiece that leads Back to beginning. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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Blew through fever flu, Snort sniffling sinew stew, Pot honey on brew. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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Sweat swirls sweeping down. Somewhere in a bar love sits making swish swoosh sounds. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
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Broken silence fromparted lips textured sequin. Truths softly spoken. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
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I am no stranger to the dark and maccabre.I dance with shadows. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Energy, it’s all refined forms of energy. This ink will soon fade. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Crude-cut distant sands. A blind man with plan in hand, promising riches. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Yawn of anothercan prove to be contagious.Ah yaw ha ye haw! Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
Giuseppe Gillespie Writing 