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crooked and now we the writer is back and the earth shakes and the nation drules.abook is the inner santamden of the writers mind.pith fork ideas and slap progress in the head.the father and his friends were a great summer and now the hands and the fingers ablaze.fire and go with the police the father sayes and riding away the hoore and the hands are free like a cobra unsprong.2045 and women and men tight and in unision.laughter like a fall sunset and everthing is spoken in uninteruped pleasure.see we cummicated in body with the langugue of intence chemcial mixing,the dna of pleasure.being back on the site is like the ultimute high and still running.the lady president is indeed black as tommy is jeferson. |
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