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Oct 2018
The Muses, in the abstract,         the women had guns and ****
and the course of experience only calls to a corner of the empty,
the knees of the flames, the tongue, the beauty of the girl,
the garden of skin, and its highest folly
that he was caught is so bitter:       ***** was broken fat,
and there is a sound activate the body's kisses to **** the light,
I took hold of you feel a broad and six of its public
and I live by half the spirit of the origin of a teenager,
developers their walk by the body assigned to the ***
we are speaking of the cold; to drive out by his sweating winds
of the rainy warm-up did not watch,
but the **** in your mouth took her by all the colors of Asia,
stood a picture with nailed Satan,
is white dieth he shall carry WOOLF's augur shall give to drink
to meet the ode, the lover is moved,
            the motion of the kidnapper
is of a strange god of time,
                          die without a goddess of the six that is,
of the Jews, he sat down,          seeming to be the main parts
of each single instance, making them to pass;
His praise I remember right,
that the greater should be nil but nearly naked in the streets;
look at what the girls are wearing;
a bandage roll to a plural number
of prostitutes of dreams, imagining a human face on the ******
Johnny  Noiπ
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