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Being slowly stripped of obsessive compulsion, unable to creature the habits of X-- its greater pains taken by pains taken. Volitional deductions, and inferences...alibis and motives scarring a madman's template. Ram-shouldered entries through paper thin doors, in response to off color remarks on his meta-physique. Isn't nature self-regulating, why shouldn't it produce freaks of like control? To assemble variables thereof, Warholian assembly lines stockpiling non perishables for unseen disasters. To man, to woman the reins is a most satisfying illusion...spurring on the tramping boisterousness. We like formalities, dress rehearsals, the arteries of maps...to run our fingers down, nonplussed by their pulse. We know that we don't know, today the weathermen completely butchered the forecast, of this wouldbe blizzard. Time is already filtering their accountability.
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Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 12:46 PM UTC
Slowly Stripped
Being slowly stripped of obsessive compulsion, unable to creature the habits of X-- its greater pains taken by pains taken. Volitional deductions, and inferences...alibis and motives scarring a madman's template. Ram-shouldered entries through paper thin doors, in response to off color remarks on his meta-physique. Isn't nature self-regulating, why shouldn't it produce freaks of like control? To assemble variables thereof, Warholian assembly lines stockpiling non perishables for unseen disasters. To man, to woman the reins is a most satisfying illusion...spurring on the tramping boisterousness. We like formalities, dress rehearsals, the arteries of maps...to run our fingers down, nonplussed by their pulse. We know that we don't know, today the weathermen completely butchered the forecast, of this wouldbe blizzard. Time is already filtering their accountability.
Onoma
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Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 12:46 PM UTC
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