DAVID GERARDINO - COLORLESS VOICE

GRASP IT, says the rich man,
take it to the bank, or protect
it with a gun, then hide it in your
head, or under your bedroom sheets,
this is mine, the rich man says,
and to prove it, i have the receipt.

DAVID GERARDINO

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