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It’s not like that
no. it’s not like that. the west chamber through the Brooklyn sidesteps. like cylinders in the myth.
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the longest five minutes of his life
through the allegory and PJs through aggregated war like the threat of a combat zone only stood her at the park dare the memory return to my assets we were...
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beauty and celebration in the creation in the dismissal of unclaimed art
now goes a reverent heart through the ashbeats of relevant time now ashes the disposed hours for the house journey of collective wastelands like a temple inside a seed, where...
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We do not need to ask
He threw out the maps to his final resting place God said, “Isn’t it interesting, that you have to ask, does God want us to keep ourselves from being conquered?”...
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Did we put up buildings?
The first sentence in the first book of the new books of moses “Did we put up buildings?” far too dualistic to serve the purpose of its kind
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Why did we create bowling?
On what sophomore lounge did humans decide they would not get up except to create the rites and practices of bowling? With an aside to anything else? On what world...
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God, please do not create the night
I used to find myself an ocean away, walking onto curtains with grief-bidden coin purses like an antelope on Martian soil, there was no defeating the alchemy of resilient body-cams...
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strings, navigate and you are stirring
I will not talk to you right now with your oblique suit firing on all ashen cups delinquent tyl the ghost of the morning, triumphant only in knocking doorways where...