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The good verb “conn” supersedes nounsies that say much the same they leave their mark and their stain. organelles are found in living cells but bacteria is barely surviving - gasping, respire, respiring god will swallow death as sure as sheol still, the microbes must thrive one sloppy, the other ill a slender hand of steel excites it, like the splendor of redwood mounted on peach a cleavage emerges  (causing a **** to swell) increasing her capacity for desire a seeker of truth now bound for duluth? caught in an ice floe preoccupied by the last degree pulling shoals of distance below, the south pole is now our goal, we land on land beyond sea and space where a wise man plays fool to a young girl's angel face  -        as an aside: he likes her      but she is not attracted to men or goys, scattering the cremains of a nobody's boy (a boy we tried to revive many a time) into a river where the river never ends he remains   sinking into darkness, adrift in a pit of lips of labrum down the chosen depths of the frozen abyss of Tehom
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Nov 5, 2016
Nov 5, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
abyss of Tehom
The good verb “conn” supersedes nounsies that say much the same they leave their mark and their stain. organelles are found in living cells but bacteria is barely surviving - gasping, respire, respiring god will swallow death as sure as sheol still, the microbes must thrive one sloppy, the other ill a slender hand of steel excites it, like the splendor of redwood mounted on peach a cleavage emerges  (causing a **** to swell) increasing her capacity for desire a seeker of truth now bound for duluth? caught in an ice floe preoccupied by the last degree pulling shoals of distance below, the south pole is now our goal, we land on land beyond sea and space where a wise man plays fool to a young girl's angel face  -        as an aside: he likes her      but she is not attracted to men or goys, scattering the cremains of a nobody's boy (a boy we tried to revive many a time) into a river where the river never ends he remains   sinking into darkness, adrift in a pit of lips of labrum down the chosen depths of the frozen abyss of Tehom
jiminy-littly
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Nov 5, 2016
Nov 5, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
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