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ladies and gentlemen glad to announce that: I'm no longer cursed with hope and reasonability I'm cured ! no longer different from you , I worship reality ...... My neighbor was dying I  kept petting my dog, enjoying my pizza, movie and my stability normal, very normal ..the usual nature of morality ........ the borough cut my pine tree to make a street. I didn't rebel,  I gave them an ax. normal ,very normal the usual  madness of Municipality ........ a woman gave birth to a fly ..a fly egg hatched into an ostrich a man sneezed two elephants..  I wasn't surprised normal, very normal ..the usual  nature of fertility ......... ladies and gentlemen I'm just like you! no longer cursed with hope or sick with reasonability .......... I used to  see spots in my ceiling and say "" how beautiful this colored sky", I assure you  that I'm not cursed with hope and know it's mold normal, very normal ..the usual  nature of humidity . ..... I used to see dark magenta bread and say " how colorful our east and west , I assure you I'm cured from hope and I know the bread is soaking wet , with blood , sweat and anxiety.
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Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 3:23 AM UTC
Anxiety
ladies and gentlemen glad to announce that: I'm no longer cursed with hope and reasonability I'm cured ! no longer different from you , I worship reality ...... My neighbor was dying I  kept petting my dog, enjoying my pizza, movie and my stability normal, very normal ..the usual nature of morality ........ the borough cut my pine tree to make a street. I didn't rebel,  I gave them an ax. normal ,very normal the usual  madness of Municipality ........ a woman gave birth to a fly ..a fly egg hatched into an ostrich a man sneezed two elephants..  I wasn't surprised normal, very normal ..the usual  nature of fertility ......... ladies and gentlemen I'm just like you! no longer cursed with hope or sick with reasonability .......... I used to  see spots in my ceiling and say "" how beautiful this colored sky", I assure you  that I'm not cursed with hope and know it's mold normal, very normal ..the usual  nature of humidity . ..... I used to see dark magenta bread and say " how colorful our east and west , I assure you I'm cured from hope and I know the bread is soaking wet , with blood , sweat and anxiety.
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M/USA Alaska
Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 3:23 AM UTC
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