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Let’s see.¾ to all. ¼ boxed.4/4 to one, of 0/4.4/4 leaves nothing.Nothing is void, starts to absorb.Gotten ¼. For a while.N..
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Don’t you just love it, when your beating organ finally catches up with your mind..It all turns right!
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self detachment.
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Give inside, emptiness onside, nothing appears so nothing counts..
Losing yourself in your own little drowsy dwells..
No one can sigh, no one can he..
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Flash, baby yellowish sphere is catch, througout my throat its attatched.
beauty with some splashes, clolorful.. oh! painful not fond of, Am I not?
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One phrase you melted, your eyes never attempted..
You overwhelmed your passion that your humanity couldn’t stand it..
That your gestures star..
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Dignity agitate me.
Domination is my enemy.
Prospering feelings that overwhelmes the observer, gets contracted by an interference..
A very yacky ..
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I try to outrun my desires, to replace the agony by gasping for air..
To outrun my fears and my anxiety..
And for a split of second, get over me..
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Deep Inside Roaring Sounds..Different Tracks I'm Unsure About..I Know It But I Don't ..Something Drowning In My Thoughts..I Try To Catch A Glimpse Of ..
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One People In A Million I Can't Help Wanting To Know Those Millions..
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