comfortable
you must first find your great bat the covering of light movement that shines way too bright the moon's the want you feel your purpose the dark its madness squirming quickly below the mask the revealed hereafter so much time painless a woman as a person drunk alone somewhere a man as a person drunk somewhere alone it goes swaths of time to give to whine too young too old to die
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CuldeSac
What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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