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Where can I buy to live free ? Where can I trade off this fallacy ? Deprived; it's sickening Where can I find a decent meal ? There dandelions grow So very sweet, the tangy texture To make dandelion wine I can wake up in drunken slump Recognizing the fallacies Its viscose pour of never ending Paradox pours into my pond of thoughts Half-pint quavering drunkards Groan as quavering buzzards With half the mind as mine Where can I trade off these endless hours ? When can I regain temperature ? In this cold-sharp shower, my conscience Feel the spores scour within the makeup Where can I flee ? From the heart of this country Why I am I so hungry ? It's deprivation, I tell you Quivering motherless tenders Mend their makeup with dandelions Bearing of petulant ********** I, abashed of how I render Under the pitiful aspersion
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
Fallacies
Where can I buy to live free ? Where can I trade off this fallacy ? Deprived; it's sickening Where can I find a decent meal ? There dandelions grow So very sweet, the tangy texture To make dandelion wine I can wake up in drunken slump Recognizing the fallacies Its viscose pour of never ending Paradox pours into my pond of thoughts Half-pint quavering drunkards Groan as quavering buzzards With half the mind as mine Where can I trade off these endless hours ? When can I regain temperature ? In this cold-sharp shower, my conscience Feel the spores scour within the makeup Where can I flee ? From the heart of this country Why I am I so hungry ? It's deprivation, I tell you Quivering motherless tenders Mend their makeup with dandelions Bearing of petulant ********** I, abashed of how I render Under the pitiful aspersion
jp-mantler
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
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