Brother Goddess, Sister Moose

Oil dying

The poem wishes

I did a fat actor

I hanger of bunk

Owls language hunter

The oddness wood pinch

Winsome al a c

My life belongs where I am;

My body is why I am a dancer

Bidding artist (FACE:)

OFFENSIVE claim bonnie queer is alive.

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My easy language was ez address,'

To my mind you (the one conversing I am with here;)

wait here.

My pandering love glows with a line in its 
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Asking I 

how alone is the love of march?

I leased a friend.

No one is alone enough as weird bank

Calls me a name of witches: passion tom.


I ate my mom while she taught I opened his hole,

She died I hated a sink 

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I weighed a whale, he belonged our lives

Cold is my lance.

I am a bitch cold as blonds and a worker in my

Oysters die here in my  

I hated becoming a word,  I hated becoming nasty loud planes

Quarts of blasting easy creeps:  He darkened me and it was

Whore causing 

My family is a bond with lost ponds

My family is a place where Life is long and 

A patch of my mind gay god was a Priestess 

I wished her lover has a bench h e r language

heals I save you he is drama , a Goddess Hester
Lester kindly be wise caustic 

I 

 have a mind

I am alive and words are my   



anchor, 

The truncated phrases and h

feisty dancing around my
tweet,

Oils dream

Here above you

God pope work 

 a mama calls me war of angels.

Deep in a whale whale

whale whale is poppy.

She who smokes heroin shall nod in the
East New York Church apartment

While remembering the description of
heroin high by Chelsea and Sylvia

I did not die in the street



my mind hastes into flow here is death is a hunter cold here?

I a soft mommy mommy

Cold bodies here.

He alive.  

The dead shouts body is art,



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Castor and my mind here.,

Pondering the twins

I have you honor is a bus called density of home.

The twin rose works here a mutter work 

The 

hogging of bonds oceans easy oar men 

Bobby here oh no?

He work!

My brother is a western 





o poem annihilated is a body late into the woven bonds hello earth, YEAH!

O PART OF MY LIFE HE HATED I GAVE HI


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MY BODY

THE TRANSLATING OF A FAMILY TO RUSTIC

NIGHT 

GLAND

FOIL THE BODY, 

OLD MONEY 

ARCHER 

MY FATHER'S CHRIST STINKS.

About my life.

Peace.

okay.  Why/When Is God a ha
Peace.

What is a language?

What is A s/word?

Coanaswer.

No sing gives you place,

No one likes wabbling.

I gave I work Work

I africa borrows its anger here.,

Worse

No one I know goes here.,

I heave you a dear peace.,

Clay in destiny; cold plow.,

I see you here; without I don't know you are a ware of benches.

See a goddess please.

In the march where lonely flowers pa/

Ray work hard; he was a boss.  Ea dowkrla fj

Work here,

I have a poke in my

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i think about my body here is a nail,

Ponies tryiesd to laugh when I told them I hate cold and I am a golden sucker cause I got me questioning western possibilities.

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Your plow is home and I am a fart.

Nasty wways wee'll tensity is school .


What is aloft a bold hack in k ick

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He I con

a poonciple

whencible.

No

what is a worker?


A worker bothers his anchor cold,

I loan his beans; I am a family where men laugh at their freedom and it is wasted pain.

Work is the beach on where I hastily/hate I hate I am angry,

Okay?

when ancestor

when l

when l

when Jamie was my friend, I poured a lock,


I am here where my friends give peace here HERE is peace,

I saw a flow.

fowl.

King Of plows

I laughed and I was allowed is it here post i

I lined

 I white Pine Apple.


I warshes sara,

I loan my mind a gassicer feeling.

Work is work, that's what it is.

I DON'T WANT TO BE READY TO WRITE!

wasted baba

what the fuck does that mean?

I go you.

And?

Fuck moose.

Woka ba.

What's a book.

In serious lack of a roman drunk, give me a break!

A flawed machine:

Go to flask caught in dunciad of Pope.  Quince here pay-la A-O ocean.

TRANSCRIPTION

The flock machine: go to last card him don't see of Pope. Quince here pay law hey Jo.


GO AROUND IT

Home Paris Sylvia peace artistic paying or also a lot of beings are TV Ville Volvo Bonnie and David me weirdo works hair Lala Lala mom mom mama weirdo works here Harriet return return


Person that plays her friends chaos chaos weirdo weirdo I'm believing your friends Castle castle I love you Terry very weary Sammy Sammy the flower of my body is of lower my head call where you want to kill the family a family shit on this chess chance chance chance clamor life me okay I'm dog line Line


Baby you're the shark at all this is the law of pace this is the world I love I love you make me happy Icon person sorry it's bodily where are weirdo shawl shawl my Shit my shit my shit I shit clam clam where dog man gone directly along..

That return oh sorry you're the Pajama Will be there casserole fucking trauma wow what's stereo no one Harriet lower climbs into lenses Area no one Klein call mom sorry Will you please Think of me where I am tilting land sorry you are mine I love you it is that which holds clouds I love you teach me Business kisses are God sorry. Call weirdo call weirdo here tree

Inaccurate dictation record.

Central Planning

last
hole

work

below

I have a hos/ice

Lance a don

Whence

Lowell was fussy
Cunt trussed

William tried his mind;
He pulled :  I lied.

Whole poems a last
We(r)d poem

As my rowell pope claim
Oho.

As my rain tope cole
EO.

Sammon

Oil A whole
Blow oak.

I have what's pop

This pain cold me; this pain dries; this pain weres oak.

I 'ost patch; Ee ok.

The answer went -- Deal poem poem I hastily peace world
Oh a hole poem drama:  Kinship I weight here with ponds.

Oh bump were poem I leave.  Oh were lone trouble.

Soil around my witch:  cold and listening, working, pushed me here; here , here it is.

No wenc clay

I raise whores pinching me lying, working softly and a bot worm london is a nolo.

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ask

tonce

ah, my mind alive here , trying

Ah,:whole

Whole

Coil yes

Ask

Where

I home pay 'ost.

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I wear my whole ee love gay mom ee were here:  poem of allah/tu western entrance
Under my mother;
Or arish pain called me negro :  cole:  where is dr/ab where is oh, when is when?

Loyalty I have western train I love I love clay poem pussy work tossed in tom :  western
 -Yids- scale

-Whork-  Loyalty pan:ding oh where is a long word ne:er  poem toss me a warek .

Up in here dies orc love  :  Whales toss my hanging cole:  where is this binge here Awful
Toney Costs affirmation I know her.  Indeed, he is a lonely train sorry he loves dommynation.

Scoiled in Wenc I need a:lone flower ashes work(?)

Oil -- questioned(s)  loyalty ,,,

Too much family; too much hit ashes; too words; too words; toss me I donce cunt
Wills sanity london drama witches here ate a word in trouble safely pain whole.

No hope I love peace tying change here is a knight where I am faced (candles here)
Queer or not.  Stable alive.

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EZ ah.

liberation nace quinces eat home I like a fair brenda hope.  He is here.  Drama werech.

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Clam men

Wilt thou God is it?

Wilt thy cole eat -- where is it?

Dunfeddie Dunlaw ago work.

Shonnie nana a whoop he hope

Andrea teased ingrid with pain or popularity.

Quench the queer magnetic omen.

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Dusty

Soak a hair where mo(o)ch gaffs here no where where it is.

And

Cope here a(m) wales ton't clake western

Ello trouble he I O.

Golden Eesher pales of orter were here.

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Oh.

lat

lat

o well

low

low

Roman ingrid dwells in train a weirdo closed troubles as she and I called her (possibility?)

laugh at my mind negro spending Ingrid tree is Inchon dwarf poem.


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The law

Shub

I laied here daean or poem?  He needs honda pa-le quenching e-la e-zo

Tanzania I'nt quart wenc a act of answers.  Wis is this?

Law Hi life he-lo combing cope here is you a father trasvestie cause a

fudge.

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I like this.

Bisexual Liberation Army

Oils

Fo
ster

P
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in

Clap

Coexistence

The Raiders

Was that my body i Knew stringing gold in my weight blond thought?

Why squirrel lonely?

I was butch docile as a rose flowering if I did, didn't it belong where I am?

Was Oregan flying in the dream sun turn welsh play :  (I need a narta dirty loan)

Was this bomb a lay?

Clap

Was I -rone- bald sorry it bit me, kiss me where I need it, please??

When no one offered it here, I climbed toward the teacher I drink her brain into the troubles of bodily clinching my rogue clone bothers me if I love you you are you; If I sylvia coldly troubled my mind causing me binch flames taste me.

To write without a will seems less than strong.

Oils rosy play me be good today.