is everything free ? are you not what you thought cost so much are you the bard's trumpet ? if nothing is a slave, you are the next plum hard knocked rival in the brand new menthol hydra, to perplex some as everything freely unbecomes. you are everything but not none. we have one tongue and no people. we are bling funk and no aspirin the UN-rational Catherine of your Russian Demi-Glace ! is everything free ? are you not most lost in the odd knot ? are you not like most people ? are you not strung out and about, but not south of north people ? do you love not ? do ?
do you true passion your abstinent cabinets of elaborate dreams ?