to. Loosen up! That's it
Now, associate thought
with one day when i was
a kid i found a blue
dis. What really words
Can do how they patter
like rain in my hands, cool
become hottt drops in a real
panthers bound to catch
thr. Patterns of loss cracked
Something will dance where
the air gets in. I'm blind
from punishing my eyes image
-eyes-
the air get sin, rottten
tee. The best we can do
Eponymous, lasting handsome
hands fault line-e-eye closed
-in-
finally we feel what we want
drizzle detritus now that's loose!
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