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He invades the bureau, census is terminal they say everyone died just like we wanted, mission success! like when Ali beat spinx cordial still morbid like quartered limbs delivered by horses still door nail coffins shut, dark as oil spills the grim reap creeps up to put hex on exxon, he sneezes blood then eats some sludge, freezes time, then moves on.
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Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 3:37 AM UTC
The Unboxed Blob Spreading Conspiracies
He invades the bureau, census is terminal they say everyone died just like we wanted, mission success! like when Ali beat spinx cordial still morbid like quartered limbs delivered by horses still door nail coffins shut, dark as oil spills the grim reap creeps up to put hex on exxon, he sneezes blood then eats some sludge, freezes time, then moves on.
Can you imagine?
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Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 3:37 AM UTC
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