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fun.d;.mentals

play only for the fun d; ego will beg to be ‘the one’ pressures build to be the ‘sun’ be assured with a curly score lepricons leap and say be more Elements beeping deep at core Art this is, where we’re to go Mental road of a man made flow Fun it is but it’s a bit slow stale the taste if a mix is low elixir a texture of syntactical pleasure… for sure. it pleases me. ;p s I don’t have a ‘coffer’either... Smokin cup of coffee perhaps, yes… First ... Be Naked. .. and when they discovered that their shame had covered them... their flesh was removed and they were naked, before themselves.... flesH <~ self I am myself. MYself I sing... HYM With you... OUR self ... we begin. hear.

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