She held the birth rite to her name. Bestowed upon abandonment with powerful brown eyes, she bordered survival and Anhedonia. No one was supposed to see her future, but she did
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"Well today kids, the immoral story is within yourselves. It's an unmasacre. A designation. Keep the image because it can't stay Only worse and darker Abstacted music during the day can help Build it up Build yourself Is that the identity? No aim here Hot Feet."
"Time can break all of us, Sure believe it is so. since I have been waiting lately. If we sit to remain Just here without a name We act like espiange is coming. No one and everyone Like white jackets running. My mind is my pain My senses have stopped working canon one and canon two. And some besirking. from silkscreened rain"