Before you in, before you out, before you plow dirt your snout seeking escape.
You were complete, you had your own, you were absolutely deliciously useless.
I.
F***.
YOUR FUNK.
I. F. Y. F.
And it would be good. So good.
So nice. So well. So right.
Little naughty present, moonly night.
Tiny evil pleasure i'll deny.
In the gap of mine blows up
every wall of time.
Now I have this words, this vibe.
My no-troubles golden town.
I love this, i swear.
I love this.
I love you, i swear.
I love you.
Before you in, before you out, before you plow dirt your snout seeking escape.
You were complete, you had control, you were any bricolage-entity-user.
I - F. Why F?
IFYF
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