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OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!! VISITORS FROM SPACE! I BURNED MYSELF

  My arms(Vietnam Vapors) are cold. I try to create SOME-thing in my own motion and I assasinate my spelling of thoughts. A white hat walks with daily and water-sex...it's the Sweat/Sweaty in the Ninety-Ones! Such a distance and so little time. I can't see my own Green Omega! But I can see my death? THE BEST ENDS HERE!
                                                   I"M CELIBATE. AND A HORRIBLE
                                                                                               MESS!
                                                   A PART OF CREATION  MY MIRROR!
            St. Peter is baffling the police!  Phoudha-Gaudha!

 

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