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i do not want to come-be the institution archive of negatives
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headdress the baton. i bit that fucker's hand. his pyramid-eye
razes. this cop will always be. pounding.
cain's book.
the overground period is over. qualitative professional. timbre
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your present spirals to be a shell in mine. blast. through ruin
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am careful where. i bury aleph. face-worn people chainlink
bound to rock and writing. the potent activate
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like artaud like cocteau
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fled europe aleph. twelve times
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wine-dark. i have my own reasons to come-be commercial.
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i do not like it when they compare playing with yourself to doing
nothing. it is SOMETHING.
nothing ?
sorry, i will only answer to SOMETHING
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not embarrassed to say called
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