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some Catholic catharsis and massively multiplying paradigm shift; do you fight the thought-flow? through the catacombs where you're nothing? precipitate of participation and attempted, forced, alliteration; inconsistency, and in kind,     (and onward Christian solider,                play your cards right) chomp the ******* maybe out of context. always throwing context; pseudo- attempting contrast. scribblings about the ancient gods. random, fleeting, fancied-thought.       in an abstract field at night; at nigh. to be repetitive, and in dredging the past of words long-since winded. when is the cohesive era played- through of these little uttered lives? these faulting breathless lines?
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Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 4:26 AM UTC
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some Catholic catharsis and massively multiplying paradigm shift; do you fight the thought-flow? through the catacombs where you're nothing? precipitate of participation and attempted, forced, alliteration; inconsistency, and in kind,     (and onward Christian solider,                play your cards right) chomp the ******* maybe out of context. always throwing context; pseudo- attempting contrast. scribblings about the ancient gods. random, fleeting, fancied-thought.       in an abstract field at night; at nigh. to be repetitive, and in dredging the past of words long-since winded. when is the cohesive era played- through of these little uttered lives? these faulting breathless lines?
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Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 4:26 AM UTC
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