A Good Scripting.
A good scripting given her
Express parsimony try any number
No less motion
I had even come down to it
On me knees asked hidalgo i was emergency
Older women made hair
She strafes at the demonstration
Virginia flag sweetens me
Spill your upwards cup for woman of una territory
Makes brakes in the sand the ocean takes 3 years to know you
I am the animal i am there is no vegetating on motion
Something here about thighs nike the message loss look jerky get big fence after
I was not with it that hundreds to terminal to terminal a thing rightly
Mathematics on the lap of the plane un avion pulls me hundreds old cried woman on the stair on the bench in the plaster what paperwork? what more to be done?
Bucked he did english tell the people over overthere we won’t eat no not not peasant food
Blacker shoes with black socks watches the walking 5 crows in a row steeling
I had an op- por- tunity to opine i took it it grew i tried to give it back she swallowed it running down the stairs half naked half dressed this is the truth this is this fiction i said speeding through numbers wrens
Cockles bored her in the half shell tries by the beaches switches of light oklahoma was bound to happen
Maestros up a green airplane tied outside where no one can talk about her problems
Dizzy hound settles on which hand performs which acting my cross i found her reading where the pages broken bored gutted through
An infantile housing bees make heaven distant anchored to ankles gores the skin chocolate, lavendar, pumice, blond, sage—this time only
Can you name the canonical numbers?
He can.
We are read through slight slivers on tiny planes not enough to make a grass of
We number because we can
On the old island summer to summer summer we are ones falling daily from the sky short sumac compost oblation
No step is worth gingerly occupies the plain i live on this crowded cloud where she was coming from with those teeth and that statue
Eat numbly from the small shell where the animal
You heard about drinks beer yes you heard me numbly eat from the shell
If you are sitting if you are not exiting if you are secure in your convenance if you had the time to tell a crew from a crowd from a cloud from a clod from clobber where is your corner where you are please, no light no more light
The cost i am too young to say this the cost my love of ocean my poor please ignore me
Tuesdays are halt as cutty timber where we live i had risen above once at a meeting someone spoke their song was full of cloud gathered buffed formed boring
Over io i owe a lot a money!
She was crying about someone saying suicide in public it wasn’t until after crow’s that i noticed the green stains on her green silk pants
Plod at the party of ten your ring alone to go ach watching women drop from above realize how formless when inside them
She gave me slick children oh orbit have you no wheels i’m walking i can’t mitigate in the window you name the beast, i’ll carry it.
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