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Substandard in the 9th

Choices left alone destroy the playgound bully.

Uncommon sense pays better.

She weaps into cloth stained from hope.

Steel never rusts without the salt from the ocean of nothing natures made

Subsections of the list only make the pencils smooth hands wrinkle.

Grits foe, --- the blue light sends the net until the battery forgets to charge

Touch and feeling have no time for now and instant.

The lost thinker dwells in us all, only to be shadowed by the other thing I cant remember

Minutes of guilt drip like burning plastic on my skin, i didnt need that GI Joe anyway-

Ive done the math, the nightmare still doesn't fit, maybe Ill supersize it- ...ahhh thats better until rot takes over-

carbon filled with candlewax make no light.

Sieze the carp - i hear they make good eatin'
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