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More recent causes be to blame; resting was not as easy as resisting. A cold, cooled viper soiled fangs, once so seemingly beautiful objection too.  Of dangerous, ordinary.  "Ists, ists, ists,...." continually, stomach, belly, hand, foot, neck, brain, every temporal sought try, emnity.   The 5th, fours, poets counting 3 beats and 2 bars,... ONE Langston, Kerouac, Thurston, any true scientologist.  "Ists." The trite moekein bird song had treated, and debt was emnity.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
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More recent causes be to blame; resting was not as easy as resisting. A cold, cooled viper soiled fangs, once so seemingly beautiful objection too.  Of dangerous, ordinary.  "Ists, ists, ists,...." continually, stomach, belly, hand, foot, neck, brain, every temporal sought try, emnity.   The 5th, fours, poets counting 3 beats and 2 bars,... ONE Langston, Kerouac, Thurston, any true scientologist.  "Ists." The trite moekein bird song had treated, and debt was emnity.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
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