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There was the dream where you followed me through a plasm pinhole into a cardboard cabin on a crude wooden stage Zzzzzz I was there on all fours looking for a corner on the fitted sheet, because there was a bed     I had to make it. And you had the intention of playing the harp in the corner and impregnating me with the newest invasive species in town. ZZZZZZ I let it happen and there's a crowd gathering because you were massive like the sky in flames, spitting gasoline at my eyes and their eyes and I saw through to the end, saw the tentacles and the last wheel and the corner bend disappear (zz) upon waking.
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
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There was the dream where you followed me through a plasm pinhole into a cardboard cabin on a crude wooden stage Zzzzzz I was there on all fours looking for a corner on the fitted sheet, because there was a bed     I had to make it. And you had the intention of playing the harp in the corner and impregnating me with the newest invasive species in town. ZZZZZZ I let it happen and there's a crowd gathering because you were massive like the sky in flames, spitting gasoline at my eyes and their eyes and I saw through to the end, saw the tentacles and the last wheel and the corner bend disappear (zz) upon waking.
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
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