Tracked like a parcel,
royal appointment
,send,
post office..
down the way we heave and weigh,
naughty bit of biz, all around town today...
felt the feeling,
could be something. rapid accelerationof insane unification... inside my spiral of spitiaul senstation station,
up and down occasionally 2 go round Nd round, grabbed this thing ,
hold iit!
2 handed tug of warr
. merlins sword.
Head top.
avoid if you can, remeber this is survival,
one hell of a extention, real rec real.
if it is wanted, it is there to
receive.
indignation of infiinate possible equations, suffer the pain and serve.
click and hit do not cluck and fuck this Is insanity encarnated
, change that flex, did itin a day, flick the scales .
Balance the whales.
x
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