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Month: January 2016

Cobra, Randy Cobra 

Easy there sport, your face is contorting and your lungs are tighter then the Beatles, your stomach is turning and you feel like whatever you did to deserve this isn’t worth it. You’re not down, maybe a little self absorbed and dramatic. But my eyes can see the same stuff yours does. Unless you’re blind or dead. I can see the pointless climb of human struggle. The manipulation of men by men for men. Polishing each rock to climb better, this is the human races aspiration. It hurts. And though… Read more Cobra, Randy Cobra