evil is representing itself there's just no one else in the world as the hand of the clock strikes the twelfth every vestige of man has been curled into spheres pulsating with pain that are covering ocean's curves it's too late to drink draughts of champagne tender meat is though nice for hors d'oeuvres
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keep in mind that day might be behind you but it doesn't mean that night is ahead light enshrined in the world didn't find youth words in dozens are marching all dead no poets are able to furnish empty spaces with visible signs of the final that says unto burnish god is crazy and therefore kind
due point is so high that hundred hills are dry until the sky of humid mountains has dropped not six but ninety nine feet under in twenty minutes rain will start to drill
world captures depth of hamlet's fake insanity ignoring poison of contents alas soprano is much lower than bass and true falsetto's even lower happily

palm sunday time to palm the things from pockets of loose people amanda must be loved she sings the silence that is sleep pill for gods and devils and for stars that no longer burn not thirty but just twelve dinars to each his own stern

those were the days my friend and nights were even worse we were likely cursed but sure this will end as nothing is eternal in this crazy world but time alas is whorled and absurd is its' kernel

peace is brittle war is tough piece by piece the world will buff own core made from steel no more globes are peeled
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lie still and be afraid that's what the wind is saying a spirit born of freud has revered been by many he'll point at all the things show that inside they're empty so kong in truth is king and now christened quentin
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seven swans eight seagulls one flamingo those birds are so silent it hurts mute they are as plácido domingo after gig on red square heinrich hertz in popov's telegram so pointless as a rookery of laughing owls final rain deferentially anoints us with a burning sunflower oil

at the end of the day with the sunset doors are closing squeaky like fish time goes down and space goes upwards and you'll stop being freebie you wish