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kevin 1d
To.  ohhdl@dalailama.com
Hello Young Friend

Perhaps they telephoned your suffering



Peace love wisdom
To all my liberated Irish souls

The middle path does well in Irish ink again

Kendall some rest?

The unopening of the recalcitrance cat eyes
Ecliptic disenchanted nomidic flight

His mediocrity Wisdoms sublime
The foolish write
The wise ego dies
Zen

Ergo, ergot!
kevin 1d
An Irish peasant boy escaped prison once, his name was slow and swift

He came out okay, a couple of inks
Yet not an Italian bride was he made

Rose tattoo for him

In his search for Irish souls
Bounded by his honesty
Call me one last eve

In the birch trees Russian mold and
An Irish corner and fair well for you

In a row of tattoos
In a row of tattoos

Evenings under hue

Branded as a save
Laughed at called hate
In a row of tattoos
In a row of tattoos
There's no daylight for you

His families lies I'll save
Evenings under hue

Brand him no more praise
His and high above
In the birch trees gentle suns
A beauty in the East
Sister save a thousand days
His harp I'll play a thousand arts

His families life I'll save
Never a rise nor a ruse
Some kids from giving up
Not this tail it's been enough

In a row of tattoos
In a row of tattoos

In an officer of something compliant
We're Irish journalists

Puddles of Mudd wouldn't sigh
Good mornings Jenna half a smile for the news

No news for a peace time generals retirement in New York means no peace may be spoken on earth

Our allegiance to liberty is as Irish journalists

Diplomacy and resolve

We answer of not your inference of account

Kendall nothing's changed between us, just farthings and coffees with Paris

Hot noodles and jalapeno cheese bagels
kevin 4d
Call an Irish slave
Gift the inks poems
And retrieve our lost logs from the seven seas of eternity

As counted upon as peasant
In hostage devotion
Resent our toils in timber
A vow which candor
Finally carries its own cross

That we should be lent in miracle
Yet never cross in brows wording


Hi Hailey
kevin 6d
Employees and Application

as an application becomes a paycheck when successfully completed labor is returned to the title of need so goes the rent.

When the country trasnsgesses the reasons we find no selflessness to hide in is because of the fold of time.

When limits to freedom and liberty collapse our dialogue we have fallen beneath times printed in rebuttal, retorts and rebuttals of fortunes sought by campaigning rather than progress.

The means we lay out for the hold of time balance our weights as we are stride to stride compliant in obligation to both casts of net.  Be our days goals under or over the begging of the fish market only our labor allows spoils.
Spoiled rot in shallow spectacle verses the comparison of another markets commodities and indexing of season.

Calendars are for matching, not for spit balling

Calendars are for matching, not for spit balling
I have not added vice to the account today, only verified the page home
kevin Jun 8
I read here yesterday

City fein is a tormented gurl... beauty lost in her own predicament years ago

Van Morrison's her twines disregard

Now we take crawling in my skins thru the scotch on the rocks tapeworm repair ports of love

The aspirin induced commatic fall out joys need coffee and pizza and all amenities by concierge time
kevin Jun 8
For cross enrollment criteria
Don't forget your key

Economic *** pay?

Big mid terms

When did you accept payment

Begin building inordinate canvas structures

Good bye
kevin Jun 7
Opening Nights
I'm sorry to inform our audience that
****** Rejoice the First Miracle
Is up off the last supper
And sitting down again

Starring Taylor Swift
And ******

Of course Pacino is ******
He can touch you there too
Black rose dropkickmurphys

Zoe get to work you ****
kevin Jun 7
A county
A courtyard before a roman knight
Tissnt of Mary's blessing
Nor jostled candles binding fright
Ties of hindered men
Lurching
Retreating
Beneath rotted timbers grain

Twasn't often shared
Connacht, Province of stain

Good Morning boys

Jackie Lomax, he lived and loved me as well

Jenna I leered at Apollo
No forgiveness
I've awakened fine
She's a burden down loves
London tramps in heels
No forgiveness
Hampers of London cradle fine

Nice eh.

Welcome to the hinges zoe
The baby boy is almost 6
Moms confident his hinge is closed for good
6 years and two hands counting since they opened up the door to peek at his heart beating
"Still in the fix"
When a girl watches
And doesn't interrupt the answer
To why she loves a boy from afar

Hindrances cacophony ago

Only four years since the riddle of honey, she told me honey went missing while we were isolated outside during covid

Good morning Jenna
I seen't you
kevin Jun 1
Visualize Irish and African American slaves
Backdoors open
Kids are in and out at all times of the day and night

It's the icebox we all share
And the screen door

The muddy waters of the bridge we got rid of learning how to scream the same way
kevin May 22
findings of language at one point defined as treason.
the fiduciary issuance of bills in the district where we are trapped has us under the "auctioneer"
loss of life is covered in the 5013cb lenient matters by the bending of "rule" acceptable loss of tax is taken to mean human lives at or beneath the poverty threshold. all indigent, shelter funds are absorbed and accumulated into an area housing viability authority counter to the Housing Urban Development
this subverting of the federal government is an institutional ****** point in our economic history and
has destroyed the governance of California

Excerpt from tours and procurements
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