pASSING tIJUANA - Danny Wilson (reading fiction txt) 📗

Then There Were Two......

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rising within a Tijuana

Mindset.......

       I survive!

Insanity tapping a tired

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        Tired paces looking

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cracked mirrors....

         The wanderer wanders!

Too broke to be tired.

Too tired to be

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       Thus Jerome Powell

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S........Thus

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    Powell screams....

Are The Fallen Angels resetting the

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    Shapeshifters playing 5G

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      Pet Sounds preparing me for the

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as The Dark Fall Rises......The Elites using signs and

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to control the

Masses.......Children

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on the streets as Seniors

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     Friday The 13TH.....

Brian Wilson roars!

                 Sister Mary Edmund tapping a

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psyche.......Ladies of The Night

smile as demons fade to black.

                   My Rubber Soul morphing into

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shock......

     Ears ringing on a manic

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in Tijuana.......Coke and Pepsi

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caffeine fiends.

           Carl Sandburg moving a

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muse......Grandma Nellie guiding me

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the yellow brick

Road.

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amd aliens create a last picture

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W........Aunt Sis

running to daylight.....

            The noise bringing madness!

Marty NcFly crying one more

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tear.....

     William Stafford points a

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finger as i leave Waltons

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N............Homeless Vets

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uneven ends meet.

              HellBoy smiles.

I am....I am

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    Harper looks down from above.....

                         The essence of William

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rising.......

       Confronting confusion as homeboys

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reality.......

     Kindred Souls pushing me

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a field of dreams.....

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lee Hooker touching a troubled soul

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new......

       Judy Collela points a

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finger.....The Great Reset entering a

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phase....

      AfterShock becoming

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shock.......

     Perhaps.....Not!

     

 

      

       

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Publication Date: 08-17-2021

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Dedication:
Dedicated to my past self.....