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oh she was fine dreams of disassociation but somehow i knew my stupid and idiosyncratic that i was going to have to notion of completing some kind of job take it a little bit further over there and go a little bit farther to put a tag on it and seem somewhat so i set out to go live under flamboyant or eccentric the Pannonian sea feeling like there is some sense of ownership the best place ever and/or repute if you know what matters the scenes that unfold are relative to my vessel a land with a beauty yet i go ahead to consider it all hidden only by its poverty for i see it has everything to do with me where the finest eyes shine though loosely connected by web dressed in blue of causality to suggest an act driven to defend unique within the fractal of infinity standing tall and long might be a bit vain to consider foster mother country so as to use words like echo but for the fact that it has been done Titanic and will be again and they tell you about Emma outside of the kaleidoscopic spiral equality of rights from behind the shoulder of the but when the ship is sinking original viewer it is women and children coming back out again in the life boats first and into the dream love us for we love you like this am i condescending if i tell you because unknowingly both of the sexes a woman comes across as chance to a man that i love your dream a woman is made happy for the subjection and that at the end of some doors and being seen as the potential of this only good violence opens up the bars understand the meaning of the game painted by the ugly violence it is like putting your finger down yet you damn the patriarchy upon the edge of a single wave for fulfilling its role the shape of my emanation ploughing through the current stage you claim that it has none in the mass of the people's walking anger why then do you hate me so? each generation a view in awe of you the perfect sunday is and as i was walking there i realized forgotten in the distant future the immortal numbers i am part of the game i lose alive forever in an instant the encompassing song and none the less adding character to you are nothing to be boring and ask suppose if you don't leave what affords the alternative by the thunderous clap of the ocean reality is the path you chose

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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