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I made a neucanse out of my luxuries the wine worries me and the high only takes me so far want the words an the numbers and the faces to ean something? can't you accept nighilis? spit out another phrase to make sense of it, fine I type in order to avoid bedrest, I haven't begun makes my own arrangements for that yet, it doesn't even make sense, really as the battery begins to die, my wine runs dry and,seriously, out of things to say as the orbit on tv goes tp mir o,,ideate sp;ar system, impressive to the 80's physicist using their finger s and thumbs to re enact the satellites behaviors I pity their inaccuracy If only the string theory folk could get their act together
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
Old' hank style (for nothing)
I made a neucanse out of my luxuries the wine worries me and the high only takes me so far want the words an the numbers and the faces to ean something? can't you accept nighilis? spit out another phrase to make sense of it, fine I type in order to avoid bedrest, I haven't begun makes my own arrangements for that yet, it doesn't even make sense, really as the battery begins to die, my wine runs dry and,seriously, out of things to say as the orbit on tv goes tp mir o,,ideate sp;ar system, impressive to the 80's physicist using their finger s and thumbs to re enact the satellites behaviors I pity their inaccuracy If only the string theory folk could get their act together
Seanzy
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Seanzy
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May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
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