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What's up   You are asleep Or maybe you was captured by a giant yodeling ant eater   **** That some crazy **** that flew out of my fingers   I'm a wizard One of a kind Pef Pooof Still the same.... I used to talk to stoves   But now I got this painting  Quietly Sitting inside an upside down hourglass Twiddling my thumbs rotating my cancer in my hand   I got this musical Notes playing out of this clever earmuff So soothing that I fall into a slipped universe Got these pictures on my wall   Shows what the past looked like sometimes it just speaks to you  and manipulates you  just like a painting -Paul R Hensley |||
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
The idea in my eye
What's up   You are asleep Or maybe you was captured by a giant yodeling ant eater   **** That some crazy **** that flew out of my fingers   I'm a wizard One of a kind Pef Pooof Still the same.... I used to talk to stoves   But now I got this painting  Quietly Sitting inside an upside down hourglass Twiddling my thumbs rotating my cancer in my hand   I got this musical Notes playing out of this clever earmuff So soothing that I fall into a slipped universe Got these pictures on my wall   Shows what the past looked like sometimes it just speaks to you  and manipulates you  just like a painting -Paul R Hensley |||
This started as a text message. Dome how ended like this huh!
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
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