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[bodytext] => i grow 777 high order, when order is refused acknowledgement, nigh impossible, Bill knew, cloudless, lets settle for bubble. riot feathery incited metallic substitute phallus, next inline, she wants it first. waves of starship green, spiralled the creatures kneck. i am the one with first contact, i had pleasentries with the squalls, the princess can call on me, knight of well defined armour, i shine inside. "Do you have a permit?" inquired the stars, in return i made them sons. congregated angels, shrill wuth negated purpose, i learned, i snuck, i was in the purses. Negation now gone. fall from my heaven my loins stirred for action rebirth may come to those we reborn! stirred to a halt, i was tricked. my chains have never halted me, they are made of the moon, i travelled to saturn, didnt like wat i seen. the natives told me thier history, told me of quackes, told me of cold and magma. I told them of my lies. I told of a fish that got away. i was driven from my couch, by demons with whips made from the hair of my back, connection caused a wave that children speak off, remember your own household hums- crack! friend friend friend friend friend friend, Friends. my full time friend a ghost came to me whispered for long, shimmering we travelled through my name, she showed me P-R-O-T-E-C-T-E-D. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 74 [informant] => classicfailedhero [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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