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brighter than a thousand suns... Helicopters scud the night. Syllables penetrate deeply. Mulch has no value. Fingers curled softly in sleep. Style marks the spot. Weapons hidden beneath kilts. Pinpoint errors. Know where you are. Charlie Parker got lost. You're a little teapot. The cat ponders these things. Glamour a kind of architecture. National Enquirer a house. Her only idea disastrous. He entered from behind. Stealth. Take it any way you want it. ****** distillations of poison. Something longer perhaps? Squash blossoms lovely. Preferences. Ferns are not intentional. He wants a mulligan. Sentences question. Ahead engorged. The color purple. Glance. Not quite wet. Humpty-Dumpty the primary archetype. Master Coder. Triple Helix. If this gum be stale: do not chew it; If you are a window: draw the blinds. Or writhe in orgasms of meaningful. Come along to Carthage and Burn. ~mce
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Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 10:50 AM UTC
Kissed By Fire
brighter than a thousand suns... Helicopters scud the night. Syllables penetrate deeply. Mulch has no value. Fingers curled softly in sleep. Style marks the spot. Weapons hidden beneath kilts. Pinpoint errors. Know where you are. Charlie Parker got lost. You're a little teapot. The cat ponders these things. Glamour a kind of architecture. National Enquirer a house. Her only idea disastrous. He entered from behind. Stealth. Take it any way you want it. ****** distillations of poison. Something longer perhaps? Squash blossoms lovely. Preferences. Ferns are not intentional. He wants a mulligan. Sentences question. Ahead engorged. The color purple. Glance. Not quite wet. Humpty-Dumpty the primary archetype. Master Coder. Triple Helix. If this gum be stale: do not chew it; If you are a window: draw the blinds. Or writhe in orgasms of meaningful. Come along to Carthage and Burn. ~mce
mike-essig
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Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 10:50 AM UTC
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