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laying lying, compromised so wavy so cavy with calm proved by these staining glass despair
this imposed exposed gasnight where my cardiogramm is not a programm and squars so rare
hatred, frame cool misshapen flame,
again the same taking blame only waiting for the biopsy of time
i understand that i am the grey say limestone and this percent of hazy cream stream rabies
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