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Melting Man

tasty man for the hindsight of all he had to do like wax melting on a frying pan special sauce special sauce the aliens buy it for spoons tasty delicious transformation reverses androgyny androgyny leak in the mainstream under the sun the crayon with arms sticking to the cement no wrapper to burn dont you see yourself sweat upon the floor, around the circle around the circle for plastic sidewalks for years melted crayons melted crayons on the sidewalk that dont wash off but mother nature always cleans your messes and makes you put everything back to normal usually, but this isn't normal

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