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my intention is to create this uncomfortably wonderful unsterilized environment get high off the light of seventy small fires fall in love with the kind that could **** for hire get a job buy **** keep it quiet then expire nil in its entirety fluid in its movement. this is textual ambiguity the rest is inaffectual doses of good old uhmerican ingenuity like conceptual moses roaming thru the ******* desert for forty years leave him alone he doin his thang. he's tryna find his consciousness truant from the ensuing madness nothing here is as it seems still I promise you there ain't **** to fear. the people want consumable truth available for daily use; they like being choked & smoking the cracks in the broken mirrors also know as home. a single empty room & it doubles as a tomb. how queer.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
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my intention is to create this uncomfortably wonderful unsterilized environment get high off the light of seventy small fires fall in love with the kind that could **** for hire get a job buy **** keep it quiet then expire nil in its entirety fluid in its movement. this is textual ambiguity the rest is inaffectual doses of good old uhmerican ingenuity like conceptual moses roaming thru the ******* desert for forty years leave him alone he doin his thang. he's tryna find his consciousness truant from the ensuing madness nothing here is as it seems still I promise you there ain't **** to fear. the people want consumable truth available for daily use; they like being choked & smoking the cracks in the broken mirrors also know as home. a single empty room & it doubles as a tomb. how queer.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
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