Vegas,
in deviant distinction,
outstrips the world -
its corporeal design.
Intensity that mutes
the minuscule element
of oracular being.
I shall go there
and perform -
obscure obligations
of constructive,
destructive play;
GAMBLE my life away,
for lucid cause.
You'd hate me,
you'd L*** me,
and...
the mystery would
take hold.
DG8Hate
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