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I just had a blast of ideas hit me So hard So fast My mind just slipped sideways And no paper around to write on. ****** **** Gone in 60 But the particulates will filter down Rain into my head I'll grow another batch soon Meanwhile I'm looking at my long game Because maybe I've got all the time in the world At least now I know what I want And that we Are made up of the seven deadly sins And all the other stuff that balances it all out Oooh! Seduction, that was one of them Yes
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 8:58 AM UTC
Baker's Dozen
I just had a blast of ideas hit me So hard So fast My mind just slipped sideways And no paper around to write on. ****** **** Gone in 60 But the particulates will filter down Rain into my head I'll grow another batch soon Meanwhile I'm looking at my long game Because maybe I've got all the time in the world At least now I know what I want And that we Are made up of the seven deadly sins And all the other stuff that balances it all out Oooh! Seduction, that was one of them Yes
Suddenly I feel happy that I'm going to probably be writing for the rest of my life
otherly-one
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 8:58 AM UTC
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