A man.

Tempest was a great exhibition.
Fingers thrumming on desks.
An isolated man in his mansion.
Travelled at a young age.
White devil. Pheonix, girl. Stoned to death.

At pesto.
Was proud of mother.
Black list tonight. Ticket needed.
Drive.
Party.

A man lays.
Dead on the beach.
Lump on his head.
Above high tide.
Upon inspection no foul play is presumed.
How did he die?

Coconut fell on him.

Bex and I in vietnam.
fear of coconuts.
Quaint.

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