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modusoperand
Mhuahahaha.
Do do so so la la so. This melody couldn't be ever more boring. and people expect the birthday dude or dudette to feel happy? I CAN'T BELIEVE IT Rite of Spring should be universalized as the new birthday song.
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Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 3:36 PM UTC
Happy Birthday?
Hello poetry? What poetry? All I see is a bland formulation of "creativity" Expressing the self? What self? Who determines the construction of the "self"? The becoming?
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Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 3:29 PM UTC
Truth
I AM SPARTA
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
megalomania
Boomzzz tikki tikki tikki Wah Wah oomphz oomphz me 69 ******** on yo momma and yo sis Dr Weedlord ain't got time your hissy fits dunk dur *** all over yo **** Slap *** and go on reighding Daddy Boozhead  banging on your meemaw asdf hu asdofh u asdjfnhau sdfh unh p.s no women are harmed in the making of this production
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 5:13 PM UTC
Dur Dubstepper
Why is poetry being considered feminine Expression can be Wagnerian, godly and bold. Point them to the steeds of the Valkeries I say
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Jan 12, 2020
Jan 12, 2020 at 12:14 AM UTC
The Masculine One
There are 2 lions, striding on the surface on the earth with golden silky mane. 1 in America; the other in Britain. What a time to be in.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:32 AM UTC
The dynamic duo
He has a beard. He has a beer belly. He loves to "help" humanity. ** ** ** Merry Christmas.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:27 AM UTC
Marx a.k.a Santa Claus
today's a special day. symmetry in its date. good day bored one. Why else would you be here?
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
12/21
A time where there is snow, where santa goes ** ** ** Many died in frost, homeless, enveloped under sheets of snow. Goodbye world. And here I am forever alone.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 9:52 AM UTC
Merry Christmas?
Oh, Shadowmare, I ride on your back, please charge forward for god's sake. Hopping over squares like a maniac, oh please, you're making me giddy alright. Only at the outpost, will you be satisfied, horsing around playing mind games. On the hill, the enemy in fear, asking, what's the stallion doing up here. Soon the enemy king choked, and died of a heart attack, We won the war, after all.
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
The Black Knight