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Miserious & useless. Pretty problematic. —I came twice on my own, Then lifted leg against the party house; my desires don't come to me. I am flameless (without fire), And my prose is without life as well—but coming along. Remains a lifeless means of conversation. Grammatical Corrections: Irritation, a distinction of the "Left & Right" brains: One side with thoughts of you— a Desperate, romantic fraud, and so indulgent of the sensuous. And one classical side of head is Dull and thirsty for the knowledge of things. If all we are to each other is our actions, then I must be one hell of a catch.
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
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Miserious & useless. Pretty problematic. —I came twice on my own, Then lifted leg against the party house; my desires don't come to me. I am flameless (without fire), And my prose is without life as well—but coming along. Remains a lifeless means of conversation. Grammatical Corrections: Irritation, a distinction of the "Left & Right" brains: One side with thoughts of you— a Desperate, romantic fraud, and so indulgent of the sensuous. And one classical side of head is Dull and thirsty for the knowledge of things. If all we are to each other is our actions, then I must be one hell of a catch.
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
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