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Playdoh Bones
without consumption of any kind(especially the stomache's appetite)- the illusion dies; the story book of fairy tales-all its once upon a times; this whole show and prove thing- that you deserve to be alive- to make the cut- another face-another reason for what aligns within the book of lovely-ugly sensational-lies....
signs of a seriously depressed "human being"- when, "music to ones' ears"- loses its "sound" and simply becomes noise; when imagination is or becomes.... desert bones....
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