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what has come to this indigenous things we do~ better follow the others cause what once was fiction now rings true can't blame apocalypse our letters aren't edible and judicious arrangements are post script letters so i embrace the gift that i'm a wandering wolf~ cow paths lead to danger in my book and these sheep follow bull's **** raw hide as a service systems on delivery don't follow lines of those deserving this what has come & what will be
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Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
Inedible Apocalyptic Arrangements
what has come to this indigenous things we do~ better follow the others cause what once was fiction now rings true can't blame apocalypse our letters aren't edible and judicious arrangements are post script letters so i embrace the gift that i'm a wandering wolf~ cow paths lead to danger in my book and these sheep follow bull's **** raw hide as a service systems on delivery don't follow lines of those deserving this what has come & what will be
some say a comet will fall from the sky, followed by meteor showers and tidal waves, followed by fault lines that cannot sit still, followed by millions of dumbfounded dip ***** and some say the end is near, some say we'll see the armageddon soon, he certainly hopes we will, but i sure could use a vacation from this stupid shit one great big festering NEON distraction, i've got a suggestion to keep you all occupied... learn to swim. He's praying for rain, trump's praying for tidal waves, he wants to watch the earth give way, he wants to see it all go down, Mueller please flush him all away, so i can watch him go right in and down, i wanna watch him go right in, down a toilet's flushing bowl.
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Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
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