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My revelation is clear now. I got rythym. Now. See.                                             Seven days to an orbit.                                             Or mere cochance.                                             Seems like a weekend thing too. ****                                            Inspiration seems to kick off her                                            Frilly lace and slides quietly under satin.                                           Heat check. Why? Perception is reality no? Saturation and release ? Skull duggery. Mind miner. Alchemist at work. Iron pirate. ? At any rate it feels like 7 is my lucky #. Ahh. Sleep dep.? Mayhap.
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Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 10:32 AM UTC
7th Day inventist.
My revelation is clear now. I got rythym. Now. See.                                             Seven days to an orbit.                                             Or mere cochance.                                             Seems like a weekend thing too. ****                                            Inspiration seems to kick off her                                            Frilly lace and slides quietly under satin.                                           Heat check. Why? Perception is reality no? Saturation and release ? Skull duggery. Mind miner. Alchemist at work. Iron pirate. ? At any rate it feels like 7 is my lucky #. Ahh. Sleep dep.? Mayhap.
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Jun 1, 2013 at 10:32 AM UTC
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