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I send "hello" space and time
or commit,
or betray.
Very tangled in a web of interpersonal relations.
It seems to be, and can be suspended,
but I feel
would soon take up the matter Prev
and begin to drink me,
eat me.
I've already started.

And the stars of notice only,
when ssysh a tree.
And the composition of the subway is not moles.
And yet done so.
And long events trolley to roll?
You are in the supermarket,
lost and without a list,
has collected a whole bunch of stuff -
Today you will squeeze,
tomorrow hard Lama.
Give for weather forecast
the approaching from the east the military front,
if you please,
I planned a great ode
Household impotence.
Families, listening to street musicians,
sobbing pensioners on the bow circus performers,
dandies never read Kant,
as well as the most istym
homeless,
to those who did not drink up the remnants of beer,
and currently,
exchanged out on the bed.

Do not sleep!
It's time to wake up and run,
dug into the orbit of strangers.
Look,
we begin to "three" dance.
Fucking Black Parade.
Not fun? And fuck.
It's time to sharpen knives
it's time to fear.
We have somebody else needed?
Wipe the tears ebaltse.