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there is more here than they talk about

plenty under the surface of our vision

my skin sense and electric quiver

tremendous service a fall

and render the image useless

-Lahmadaj

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not sure I like this feeling
telling my friend to leave


-Lahmadaj

look the

leaves are changing i've made a mistake the time is past i have waited too long and the plane is taken go further inside and find a lot of it about the turn and the rip blanket cold and pieced faces and flesh to tell me we should stop what we speak of though both partake and have sounded here into air

thus placing the task again away from present and loving touches to mistook and possible jeal a late and humble cantor to please a run away

thanking the tree as passed and looked over what wonder at the stretch a buzzing and cone sway sway holding the railing

-Lahmadaj