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Here falls now undone. Looks beyond the credits sum. Livid fractures. Less of fate. |
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The whisper winds blow the seeds of hate. Disturbed society. Dogs. My turn with no |
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values. Intend to raise ability. A tried and tested, pointless view. God's got security. |
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Hands like snakes sow the seeds. |
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Raise all negative force-fed. Traces. Poisons. All impure. |
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Profane the haunted heaven. Jeering leapt into the pit of calamity. |
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A mean condition. No wealth dents provisions for a time unknown. ??? (Thelemic) |
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gestures all planned and hatched in seasons of dissolute pain. Cried, afflicted and |
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infected. Oblige the systems. Perfect dream. |
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Distorted my words. Assume all that is programmed before me and somewhat left |
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unsaid behind shutters. |
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Dirt before desire. Dusted crap. Ingested comes. |
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Stealing life that you are not visited. Warped torpedo. Night crawls through. |
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The distant and irrelevant. A good life's experiment fused. |
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I'm laying violent hands upon a dead card calling cattle. The playthings are so |
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abused. The derelict dial phone clock pusher delved in reliving the future too. I'm |
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sticking pins and needles in this stinking (stinging) rotten flesh-like substitute |
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pieces of half cooked meat that are |
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walking on this earth. Abort desire. Irrelevance. |
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Ticks in front of view. Ticks in front of view. Ticks in front in view. A candle. Rhyme |
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to realign. Burnt out shadows on the wall. Seize the moment. Reach. |
