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p.s. that was me hitting the triple one
not many mollusks ever manage that, at least not from the wild
frock and hold then on on to a barnaculur grasp,
those hulls, too green yeah I'm not sure about the
latest catch
let's fuck with the gargoyles
in the meantime
5
seen, beyond glass, beneath joyce's overrated syntax, i've got a troupe of yeah don't even finish it 'cus we're on the back drop now.
please don't miss it, don't let the impala sweep
your fucking dreams away
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