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May 2015
Pepper heat moisturized to cayenne treats, quite a tale you can speaketh of when the barrel's gone your way,
Thine heart burns, and stomach churns, to fabric of hand made clay!

Exodus routes will temp the ill-hearted, the still guarded wear patches all sown on!!! Collect all thy pleasures, for you've sown all your sins....

Unjust you say? All mental, none okay? What a disturbing image of Castro like fear's!!!

Oxidations own filing cleans thy palate, pass keys to and in between bricked mortar!!!!state borders with trooper's to seize full control!!!!

What a fool we all were to be told!!!!

Waiting is far more intense than what you have been made to believe, the sky plans to decieve all who gave its futuristic view!!! Some flights are old, and some are new!!

For art thou in a trance?

Have they left thine wounds open?

Are have thou been lanced?

Are you vulnerable to groupie teams, to hustler phenes?
Who rob God's own ark.....
brandon nagley
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