Monday, May 03, 2010

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In the dark water of your filthy drainpoop! think it noctures dark dailies and

dallies the finer air its moment.




She's thinking of a god as she's saying this this and rollin back the cuts to the time loaf of her bread mystery. he arriving unforeseen wave at her feet . tangled at her feet tango bare winding


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