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Oct 2018
White goddess age of the young
remaining in the green city's pavilion
thought Jesus technique money sun
large living presence of the quake beauty
Latin America countries large golden death
sea dream to find future years hell *****
& renewal of our brotherhood
star wars & blood ******* kids hard married to the Street;
call a female gonna live my hair
Puck said American thinking;
out of six seats History's Sky poet's moon
baby boy lost but the door
when it turned cold and gold hands open the girl's name
is Igor yellow drink is drunk, England hearing heard
a walk ***** badly about the father,
full of sound does not exist three of the sons
of the Greeks, of the state of,
& in the running water, & the wild beast of the star
hath come out of the Medusa
a stone was a walk to to write,
upon their little children to the little book
out of which it is a heaven,
a whole, of the air, the finest of all his labor,
leaving us to come in the form of a man,
gay, brown, other writing, Barbie is sweeter than the pores
have to hate one's for the guys
& the end of the prince's Wall & *****
wanted the portion of the trigger
& the fame of his friends feel the sound of the kiss
of a glass basin filled & consecrated;
White goddess the age of a young man
left on a green city pavilion thought
Jesus technique money sun large living
lifts the beauty of Latin America
great golden death sea dream
to find the future of old hell's *****
& renewal of our brotherhood
Star of war & blood ******* kids
hard married Street call of a female gonna
live my hair Puck said American
thinking the hand of six seats
History Sky poet moon baby boy
lost the truth of the gate when it turned
cold but gold hands; open the girl's name
is Igor yellow drink is drunk the English
day to hear heard walk ***** evil of the father,
full of sounds of nature but time is three;
the sons of the Grecians,
the state of the running water,
wild animal of the star of the Medusa, a stone walk to write,
upon their little son of the book of the secret of the heavens,
the whole of the finest of his labor,
leaving to come w/in the form of a man,
gay, brown, other writing, Barbie is sweeter
than the lord of the hole's;
Wall have distaste for the guys
he wanted to Part Guy friends are filled in
& the cat talks of Kissing her;
                           arms feel Voice glass Lip
Johnny  Noiπ
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