magic

let's go backwardsand there is only the same ape structure beating across our sketchy chests and the lights! bewitching! my being is blinking out of submission! who will follow our own now through the mermaid ashes? it's timeless, renowned faith inhalants causing blood-splattered green monsters honest father saviors listening to their own scratched records it's cause is honest, my faith in my own naive daydream haze collabrating crudeness like pessimistic truths always polluting your tired old limbs keep discerned for our own barking words balancing each others' disgustinlet's go backwards


Some simple weathermantell me simple weatherman why do we damage tin-cans in rigid skeletons to reassure a nobler being infiltrated to wrap the angulars nailed to hammers tilted chins still changing the knotted tactless devotion of a motion of evolution in the planets now the moon is in the sun and it's black facing down to the great hands of our saints modestly renowned musical convulsion conjures up in a low phenomenal waySome simple weatherman
delite a height! a one peculiar choking being and in the bows of our knees we speak great things truths! a stale tale of no true meaning mouthless and internally mi


Dancing on gravesand I itch and I crave for some predestined kiss from your giant sculptures but unlike the strong bears we hear claps and thunders from our own saline fingersDancing on graves
it's one time for a vital hypnosis daze high strung and stunned for days I walk and I twirl and I yoddle for you you run and you beat the roses fiery streaked through pillowed canyons
and we heat lava with our own alluding the time for slowing down it's our hearts that beat fragrance from wild irises that grow in our skin
we lap around the belly of sea monsters paddling t
and i have the same shoes as you.
heh.
and that's because we're both neat.
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forget what I said, I meant what I thought
Peace...love ...unity...respect...
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Is there anything more beautiful than a beautiful, beautiful flamingo, flying across in front of a beautiful sunset? And he's carrying a beautiful rose in his beak, and also he's carrying a very beautiful painting with his feet. And also, you're drunk.
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forget what I said, I meant what I thought
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pirate ninja catalyst BEYOTCH, cha.
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