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repetition is good for the fluids
hazes come over and tell me is
to get through robot faux pas
down the jungle of likewise blenders
look at fragments in line for a denver train
after chemical option period resurrects
flannel habits that found new starters
acrons burnt in the laser light home
welcome bonfire night of my vows
take undisappeared youth in cities
who set fire to timbers of the ship
against the stronghold of my lucky number
in mystery rings through the house
without which i am nothing