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Birthrites!Everyone had Birthrites,to know,where you came from.It was called sex!
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Please, do not disturb!Please, do not disturbI'm trying to net a thought.It was an art,forgetfulness;where thoughtsfly in to landonly to be blown." Go..
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a bit of nothing!
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Giving away!Giving away old age!No refunds, no warranty.All parts susceptibleto injury, breakdown,or to put it quite simplynot working.Comes with forg..
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On the trail of subliminal messaging.Behold the trojan horsethat infiltrated her mind;subtle thoughts, subliminal,reverberating."Put the cat out!""Put..
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Twinkling.Pushing the skyaway deep blue;I was left blackuntil the applauseon the backingleft the moon shiningstars adoring,on twinklings absorbed.
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The desert.
With the wind in hand,
the movement of sands
buried time.
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The cemetery on passing.Was not themasquerade of death,a cover upon the shortcomingsof life.
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scribblings
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The cloak of invisibility.As mortality wrappedaround me as a cloak,I found on removingI was gone.
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