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Threaded dread, Pattern cognition, same stories twisting across worth value balance means and ways whereby we reach across walls, into the conversation confused with seeking reliable religamentation, tie me kangaroo down, mate, tie me didgeridoo, too, there's a hard rain, it's gonna fall, we all told a lie, too long. Hi, I'm the voice of Johnny Gravel, calling all you adrenalyn junkies, come, believe your eyes, as we watch death defying stunts, too incredible to imagine, until it's real, TONIGHT AT YOUR VERY OWN TERMINAL location. At wait state, imagining fame, or blame and shame, game wide, the whole world sees the spelling wrong, and life ends in another needless tragedy, we see them everyday, we must imagine, some day, that's something I can do something about, before it is too late, jest in place, laugh it off, halfasstry, whine as the wind rips off the tin roof, why we never moved, we cannot say, things just happened this away.
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Oct 11, 2024
Oct 11, 2024 at 5:46 PM UTC
Cousins after storms, touch
Threaded dread, Pattern cognition, same stories twisting across worth value balance means and ways whereby we reach across walls, into the conversation confused with seeking reliable religamentation, tie me kangaroo down, mate, tie me didgeridoo, too, there's a hard rain, it's gonna fall, we all told a lie, too long. Hi, I'm the voice of Johnny Gravel, calling all you adrenalyn junkies, come, believe your eyes, as we watch death defying stunts, too incredible to imagine, until it's real, TONIGHT AT YOUR VERY OWN TERMINAL location. At wait state, imagining fame, or blame and shame, game wide, the whole world sees the spelling wrong, and life ends in another needless tragedy, we see them everyday, we must imagine, some day, that's something I can do something about, before it is too late, jest in place, laugh it off, halfasstry, whine as the wind rips off the tin roof, why we never moved, we cannot say, things just happened this away.
Weathering San Diego autumn, looking east over the horizon
kenpepiton
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
Oct 11, 2024
Oct 11, 2024 at 5:46 PM UTC
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