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In dreams we are to become by far a better version. a state of bliss? what update can this be. certainly not Windows 93. Through the shattered pane again outside in and strain my eyes to see the same old view nothing's new nor second hand nothing's nothing and that's a brand. The intro's been and gone to the end of time and then so long Marianne a song by Leonard Cohen now why mention him? Sorry 'bout that, but the name cropped up so I slipped it in. I see fractures in the fractals candelabras on the ironing board creases in which these words are stored and pterodactyls overhead the only thing certain is a prediction and I have yet to believe in those.
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Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
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In dreams we are to become by far a better version. a state of bliss? what update can this be. certainly not Windows 93. Through the shattered pane again outside in and strain my eyes to see the same old view nothing's new nor second hand nothing's nothing and that's a brand. The intro's been and gone to the end of time and then so long Marianne a song by Leonard Cohen now why mention him? Sorry 'bout that, but the name cropped up so I slipped it in. I see fractures in the fractals candelabras on the ironing board creases in which these words are stored and pterodactyls overhead the only thing certain is a prediction and I have yet to believe in those.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jul 3, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
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