Floating outside the scatter
Awake
round the season
Disposing driven Morrison
He called
To
Finely hewn enamel
Physical and
He had blood on
I had tears
Disposing of the wet and slimy
The queen of web
God's work
Partially Beat
Seep seep
Flying up beauty and
I think comfortably
My manna
Kingdom 0 barley
My brain
In vacantly
Gradually close
My lips
Flowers, smiling. .
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