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we all became fish for little while Buddy says, that there is an interval in the pulpy partition of the womb's penitentiary where upon the wee kidney bean of growing life
I can make do with the body jerking, creaking like a vessel on cepiar waves. The muscles spasm a marionette with erratic stubborn limbs, making soup and my other liquidised cuisine
1. We ran through every last one Fields of supernovas blossoming In the cradle of soft January breath Surfacing Only to find ourselves floating Upon the patchwork waves