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the ****** gets f**ked

So and so thousand of years ago we dwelled, dawdled, subsisted.

Connected by instinct and possible affinity.

What linkage, or seam could be listed?

D.n.a., dreams, common elements in our lunch?

 

I would like to esteem if we were to meet we would bore each other, and stare at our feet.

I've come to a modern conclusion that we came together through time with infinite cause.

Our gathering however would be brief in nature, because its probable we **** another without pause.

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Mar 16, 2012
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