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Loosendedly Finish My Sentences So They Can Finish Yours

previously they said that was and what were they doing? we got here and opened could we go any faster someone seemed to and there was a reply before the question so low and so far from you were me and i was we were never really found in place of disaster where we find our we see right through the holes and become something or else we turn this into god stuck in the middle the researchers say you can say anything before or after every line to make it beautiful when you write it down answer the questions what does she want for her birthday? how was your Christmas? where does the story go? how many pieces to the puzzle and where did the weekend end? Before and after mix it up Tear it up cut it up predict and foreshadow end it mend it break it fake it be inspired to inspire me and see who i inspire as we search the lines of the database for our arsenal of the words we like to add to our own to employ our souls and play dirty with elbows to claim what is rightfully ours together we write this chapter for the next loose endedly and find each line has a different tangent to say level one incomplete about holidays and treasure hunts to not go on fake plastic faces and celebrated saints of yesterday and emotionless emotive when we celebrate the pity party of celibacy of secrecy of masturbation everything in this mess will mean something to you and the joke on you8i is the joke the joke on me im the clown in the middle saying predict my next line and finish he next answer the questions flip it skip it finish it slide it and slip on by add your own and mix it and bec9ome one with the vibe playing in your stereo behind that cant stop the me your not to swallow the down of the pillows we sleep on to hide and feel it try to reveal whats inside through the seeds we leave behind and the one who starts the layer of the one we all predict and finish switch and play in gibberish that makes sense is the god of such a matrix give me a chance and open season at dileberate stabs at p[poetic sarcasm to conceal emotion hey there peter pan?

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