The crickets in the vines are chirruping
And Where is that guy who was here?
40 years since it thinks it is sanguine
The tram across your body
Itches
Of that clientele.
rang a lot
She climbed
Dust in her pantry.
A bright shaft of wand, a woman climbs life.
Go with you creator.
Delay6 no one wincing
It haunts me.
Claiming my mind reasons it is drama wanting.
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Does a materialist create
language or the drama he cried for?
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