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They found us walking on shadows and spitting out dada pictures of electric dinosaurs in plaid top-hats licking the third eye of an incandescent sacred bird.         We were burning up    so much creative juice               into laughing gas            couldn't help but **** on a water bottle                    as if it were the ***            of a whale swimming in the arctic                            simply           for a few moments of relief. i thought you looked like a razor-- ready to slit the wrists of the king suit until i rembered this was deja-vu, suggesting you could grow wings if you let life guide us.                    We flew into purple dawn,                              a little drunk.
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 12:39 PM UTC
Madds Meditation
They found us walking on shadows and spitting out dada pictures of electric dinosaurs in plaid top-hats licking the third eye of an incandescent sacred bird.         We were burning up    so much creative juice               into laughing gas            couldn't help but **** on a water bottle                    as if it were the ***            of a whale swimming in the arctic                            simply           for a few moments of relief. i thought you looked like a razor-- ready to slit the wrists of the king suit until i rembered this was deja-vu, suggesting you could grow wings if you let life guide us.                    We flew into purple dawn,                              a little drunk.
curiouser and curiouser, eh Madeline?
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 12:39 PM UTC
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