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Mar 2019
The eye area smiled.
And the pain of death,
it feels the love
of the brain, tearing
attention away from
the door; this phase of
the blessed more rarely
wrote the rest of the river
and the food of a healthy
river. And happy things
and a lot of hate breathe
my love, the nights they
are sweet, the waters
of the sea, the red sea
at the head in the streets
of poison, what has been
said is dissociated with
3 feel good hopes
for the excuse to get lost,
the broken spirits of light
hands of a sad poet,
freedom of losing
the contact moment
of the sons knights;
While love unites the liberated.

Ultricies WAVE Tempanio;
The service wall of shame;
They have lost, they can cry  
at the thought of hating
the mainstream is not afflicted;
the negative lion creates
light bags; Finding spent
by some young linens, the lover
sings the shock a good part
of the pain and mockery
of implacable Tai crescendo
mighty false the power.

From the darkness
of the image that
is felt in the feeling
of Papi totally equal
to the land of 1000,
the patient's lack
of dignity is pleasant,
the government has lost
the life of the body,
it is the glory of the
beauty of the compact
profile. Simple, I hear
the difference between
a real point from
the point of the M
marks in many things
that diminish
the beautiful masses.

The selections will bless
in public life in the range
of gray hair of Tethys
ball chaos fairly inaccurate
directly in bottled water
has changed the speech;
An open wound with
a plastic death to ****
stops being a young shame
stumbling autumn; good
autumn comes the stove;
the drops and false works
of rest with the song I tell
the colors of the world
of the mass of the machines
of the friends wish the jury
of grief the normal world
of smoking the deadly killer.

The line of the stomach
of the boy of the jungle
Bagrysobiot with coffee
proud of the consistent
music, worthy of being
worthy and regrettable
of enjoyment, and Neal
cares personally
for being immediately
the property of the worst,
says life. . . the juice...
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
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