Sunday, March 11, 2007

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Take for instance the plasticized material that connects the signal shaft to the steering wheel we're both holding onto. What what are what are the things that make the meaning in poetry? All my life I've warranted to deserve in a lateral chain of command warring daylight's expenditure. Brutal distances are but needed to proverbialize the acreage that's left us for mothership.

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