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But still all of my records are generally regarded as: gold; are golden are flawless; are now historical fact. All of my records are infallible like the Pope playing jacks with a superball. All of my conversation records are mathematics everything is accounted for; nothing is glossed or groaned over. All of my records of every conversation that I've ever had are not just records. They are symbols for bigger symbols for everything. All my records say that art is everywhere. Somewhere in these pages the proof is there like pudding mix. Everything you ever said to me in pure form Most are HEY I AINT A SLEEP HEAD
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Nov 22, 2012
Nov 22, 2012 at 3:30 PM UTC
Records III (Hesaid/shesaidhesaid/shesaidhesaidshesaid)
But still all of my records are generally regarded as: gold; are golden are flawless; are now historical fact. All of my records are infallible like the Pope playing jacks with a superball. All of my conversation records are mathematics everything is accounted for; nothing is glossed or groaned over. All of my records of every conversation that I've ever had are not just records. They are symbols for bigger symbols for everything. All my records say that art is everywhere. Somewhere in these pages the proof is there like pudding mix. Everything you ever said to me in pure form Most are HEY I AINT A SLEEP HEAD
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Nov 22, 2012
Nov 22, 2012 at 3:30 PM UTC
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