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assembled our living love being aligned I tell you we re-union my dream is boss run an image of my dad viral to come to me atoning tall alert and correct, stought 6'6"Utahan the all knowing blank look on the man Daaaaaad I say all long and drawn out something big of the future about something big say kanye west the time of the stars coming a being in the house of daughters mother the her happy and bright concerned loving looking like her youth in memory the web tumblr blog pleiadian-starseed hosting you celestial being honored  kanye west my pink quart shard from Louis' mom a deep one full breath the sound of 1000 honey bees buzzing my finger tips dripping how about you say the Dove cooing my eye explodes in vision of matrixs colors designed shapes patterns all life reflexed  is each other... all thru the mind watching me now about your shoe our moment over keen with family moving in the ground and patterns the non celestial beings losing in his shoe his eye of greed watching me maligning me from a half mile away all he knows is the **** in his shoe... neanderthal  evangelical living  dead meat stop exploiting creatures let them live amongst all to commune the cooing dove far ahead of  man mimicking the sounds of crows   I talk given back to the Dove without speaking the way of the dove Starlight insured      gjmars  6/27/15
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 2:57 PM UTC
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assembled our living love being aligned I tell you we re-union my dream is boss run an image of my dad viral to come to me atoning tall alert and correct, stought 6'6"Utahan the all knowing blank look on the man Daaaaaad I say all long and drawn out something big of the future about something big say kanye west the time of the stars coming a being in the house of daughters mother the her happy and bright concerned loving looking like her youth in memory the web tumblr blog pleiadian-starseed hosting you celestial being honored  kanye west my pink quart shard from Louis' mom a deep one full breath the sound of 1000 honey bees buzzing my finger tips dripping how about you say the Dove cooing my eye explodes in vision of matrixs colors designed shapes patterns all life reflexed  is each other... all thru the mind watching me now about your shoe our moment over keen with family moving in the ground and patterns the non celestial beings losing in his shoe his eye of greed watching me maligning me from a half mile away all he knows is the **** in his shoe... neanderthal  evangelical living  dead meat stop exploiting creatures let them live amongst all to commune the cooing dove far ahead of  man mimicking the sounds of crows   I talk given back to the Dove without speaking the way of the dove Starlight insured      gjmars  6/27/15
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glenn-martin
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 2:57 PM UTC
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