Forever
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Superclass
I got no money but I got trashcans yeah, baby I’m doing really good
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The waste of the pleasant land on a micro-bike
Ever since you became a student of fixation The “righteous of the land” have been watching They plan to take your children away And start a farm of disposal but...
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Stages, part II
creativity is a funnel to God melodramas for the ages if only this half of the border could hear its songs and sages
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The dance from God tonight:
A gentleman has to take it like an ant
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Confessions of a splinter at an ant-like end
yesterday I forgot about you crawling though the house wearing splinters like lost dens there was a picture we captured it was hiding in our repressed faces now drawn to...
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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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the stirred to run bodies of war
ash stolen from Yokuts the Old Fig Garden hops robbed from Miwok large garden angels perpetuating the motion for a defense of injustice =from the center star of the bribery...
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Businesses of no tact in the protection of feted rituals soon fail
Rolling posters out for passion plays in the center of Manhattan like a turtle eating a snake over the wake of an old feted prince. Times that we do not...
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The clefture of ordinary queens and kings and thematization tryouts
there were so many waves denoting the day of our indecision we were marked so as to not deserve the map to survive the trailing service no, a scene must...