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Sep 2018
They love other women's ****** mothers;
w/ an eye for the naked mother of the girl
the day the life of a good red & black donkey,
the space poet's body; that beautiful head
of the years long defunct hot snooch & black feet  
w/ the white old manure technique; think of the
Americans w/ their young  left choosing Jesus Green
& finding gold poetry;              the beauty of the way
of life the mind of a child,      the ancients of the sun;
the money to work hard, ******* place to visit their state,
with the stars of a woman,
of the poet to the name of
the future of hell & women,
the death of the word of the
goddess of the blood is called
the sea of ​​her ***** does the real thinking;
            lost his good kids in the goats' hair,
big baby blue,           the better the hand
for they knew the door of the lunar days
of the heavens lives,   making the whole,
however, strong drink, & said,
Igor of history, m-theory gone cold
like the star of St. Pink
three miles from the rock with a wild cat feel;          
widely Medusa's public works ugly
undergraduate mouth opening of Barbie;
book of ornaments, time's clinical edge,
yellow mothers;      yech, brown nature *****
eating worms,          running sweetly through the leaves,
                                    to keep putting in a lady Russian,
Ivan friend's brain;               wet song society
especially for boys, only open the     windows for the smoking firebrands;               the ****** of the material
of the heights of being filled        w/ the blind
& perfect guys I am writing to dancing the matter,
he asked fiction's revolution to say, the soul of 'evil',
under the spirit of this form in turn they care to hear
the secret of the modern eating;     Talk as the toes of the six
a lot of stripper the mirror of the legs
of the blonde ***** voice of the gods,
the prophet, we read of his sister & brought him to the field of the history
    of the music school of his dreams;
fall are Muses gonna lives alchemy,              empty, dying, walking w/out understanding glassy ***** smoke & science forever, angel,
simply said the buried computer meaning talking education,
concealed gun, Chinese Christian, imagine how he feels
his lover saw to the radio arena properly; repented by killing monsters to maintain the body to remember my daughter;
she knew the midday meal, we must first be
moved to a table w/ natural skinny ghost town
Friday guns & gypsy dances around the corner
ardently sensing teeth in the temple & bringing
the planet heat lights mom Einstein's abstract
wave plastic leather paradise: Jack,The soil is
enough to hold a shade; he stood, & kissed him,
& the ways of the invisible in-the light
of the wilderness of the ****** of ladies w/ the faces of harlots,
they are given a reward;             he was seen to play plural
& fell it what takes to stand up as far as it leaves the second watch
of the flames,      they call the old man going abroad Latin,
perhaps, to move the public he does not seem to be sweaty
w/ new Readings;    is  hot the fate of the center of the skin,
which is he was alive,             or the truth of taking to wearing his clothes,
& starting a teenage                return to the goddess' knees,
to speak of the roll                                  & leave the *****,
the happiness of a stomacher,                  a witch;
part of making them to pass naked, wide open & dying in *****,
of course, heads of grain, thin, Null & [           ]       |  
is the link between the mountains,
the mistress                of the queen,                      |       thou tongue
of the insane ones who breathe in the middle of Asia,
a part of their opposite extremes,                    BEAC ***, he was a grown;    
A knowledge of the languages of​​ propaganda;
Eve dreaming sitting on a white couch belched
Johnny  Noiπ
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