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informal light repairs the fact of sleep I'm guessing happiness won't always wilt in conversation although I have continued hearing the same syllables ablend it is as though someone is sorrowful based on inability to locate an eraser of the ideology do you believe a thing a feeling can release precisely I believe that too I think you have to overcome a sense of underwhelm unless your institution starring you is long accredited so you can speak out march sans fear of repercussion after all the point of crossing over becomes pseudo bravery a codicil for partial life seen as real apart from the presumed potential for becoming whole
narcissists make good (pets) narcissists shop for better (mirrors) narcissists avoid creating (laundry) narcissists bask (in everlasting intake) narcissists pose (for riddles) narcissists endorph their way toward (infinity) narcissists buy friends (by god) narcissists paint their barometers ((g)old) narcissists miss (nothing) narcissists friendship is a function (of pay-for-adorance) narcissists purport (to grieve) narcissists thieve (selves) narcissists could not be more (godlike)
I think docility has left the room I think the captions in my heart have gone to beg in streets I do not know I think the doilies made for glasses have absorbed a recent coat of paint I think the pope is wearing see-through pen knives on his wrist I think dagguerotypes sound listless as paid staff I think the woodwind section wants to confiscate offputting questions and remand them I think the laboratory is in need of hemisphere I think the balderdash needs pumping up with scrawled young syllables I think intuition needs a transfer for the next bus I think what you have paid the two commissioners is little enough I think the watered down eclipse will fail to show through windows I think the icicles will fit in the Smithsonian I think the music of the spheres ought to be played in double time I think a recent subsidy will form an overlay of purple paint I think the frets on this guitar will help to capture sentences I think when anyone is looking you should start to mouth new questions I think the plucking sound is plenty to erase the white noise with dibs on this room
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reprehensisfatuation coughs up whimsy when and if the pace of pax goes swim and talling tundra races to the f(in)ish line with cups and riverwear revering stones (those mighty t/ones)
: eleven o'clock a.m. soffici's sons are buying cheap potato books made of relentless cows : high carpets of spiders : the scene is known as ontological shock : a 32 meters high heap of cows squeezed down making one hardcovered handbook : for the family : for any unknown revolutionary motto : for her : for wild oxen dragging empty suitcases along the shore : for the real businessox : for real : 4 u 2 be u .