so what on the flyers i guess there's some sense in your kwan
i don't know and then why all the paper flighting machines. guess
she wonders why there's an echo in here. gots flight and gots
madness in 108 files of your lawful indemnity. shit who gives a
shit. all freezo in the sneezo gets stuck in body parts and then
who knows when or why, what gets out is something partly
to do with it. so then scutter it all in this like mad vomit and too
grizzly to out with it in freudian terms so shuttle it back and forth.
oh whats the diff anyway i run run roun and roun with it, its yr
life anyway i feels it way ahead of anything and more than youll
ever freak with it too. can we freak together i don't think so. so
ina garden or anywhere its following me with yr papermobiles
and your hardly ever too-bit biting wit. know whadda mean. do
you know. whadda mean. churn up into it if you can possibly
or away in some town outta here. its a penile switch right tell
the truth no i don't think so. layers and layers the cover. or
23,000 words of layers all on a simple dot or what might be i
can't tell anymore for the layers and layers, lines it all making
sense now no i don't think so. i'm hungry now don't you know.
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