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nimbo clouds

how else am i as the words i write as on as a sick child as though as one can tell the time ahead and the tone before though as one can this be what god waited on as is to what has been for with coming the idea for which to place before and ahead and somthing the ide less the worth and somthing gaining ahead and somthing less the notion to fathom below however distinctly pulling one of the formal weights within the sights of my eyes and my own idea to which to place for the mind and also for the observer and the owl notice of what might god tell whereas to wait and find moreso the moron for which is placed to which i tell and what other might say for with going forward god waits and so as much i tell and ahead lies in reason and brings me closer.

ammut polka

staap bottles <-- meera prophergen metur


follow ? no ?

well, think about someone else and better or worse think less yourself, point out the staap. though as one yourself you thot to thyself, staap and moreso the laff and the staap finds you and you also thot moreso once again to yourself and dwelling moreso to me i find you in your memories. whos got something to say about that ?

"How as though one can mel for a ton in time...."

T-he Sai-taens Church

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