All the Es in the world can’t keep away heated vow Ls. Spell thee over, mum bell.
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All the Es in the world can’t keep away heated vow Ls. Spell thee over, mum bell.
well thought you dint get through big moment
and as if thoughted makes a different plate
The gone return in a wood panel room with diluted vhs colors.
No matter where they are, no distance ‘tween voice and ear.
Bend down to nano need.
For those with safety valves.
Choose all to every.
Not just for words but as the citizen supreme.
These be testy.
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More fluctuating text to come.