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wailing soul's slow coach, or... bredda gravalicious- two songs you won't hear that much often; it's not so much being pretentious as it means being informed - well, songs are sang, politics are weaved - the haggis is ate like a habit rather than a celebration, people tend to harvest-fields like they tend to boredom, but then man can't be coerced into perpetual work - not twice outliving the chance change from labourer to priest, while the lord of the rings was written with collision between genitalia revision of the sexes varied between the female (Egypt's) and male (former Iraqi and to come Israeli)... the boxing match was waited for... which revision of the snippets akin to the Dobberman's ears' was welcome more? i guess neither - pagan celebrations of ******* insignia, monotheistic celebrations of doubly-phallic insignia hidden in what became both the ******** and the niqab - by the english tongue dubbed "satan's postbox".
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Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
bredda gravalicious
wailing soul's slow coach, or... bredda gravalicious- two songs you won't hear that much often; it's not so much being pretentious as it means being informed - well, songs are sang, politics are weaved - the haggis is ate like a habit rather than a celebration, people tend to harvest-fields like they tend to boredom, but then man can't be coerced into perpetual work - not twice outliving the chance change from labourer to priest, while the lord of the rings was written with collision between genitalia revision of the sexes varied between the female (Egypt's) and male (former Iraqi and to come Israeli)... the boxing match was waited for... which revision of the snippets akin to the Dobberman's ears' was welcome more? i guess neither - pagan celebrations of ******* insignia, monotheistic celebrations of doubly-phallic insignia hidden in what became both the ******** and the niqab - by the english tongue dubbed "satan's postbox".
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Jul 2, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
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