

NO MORE ROOM.NO MORE ROOM
I told her there was
NO MORE ROOM but she ran there all the same -
There, amidst rubble and forgotten things (that I only wish were dreams) she stumbled to the tunnel at the centre of the
world.
It was spitting and cussing and thriving on misthought and ramblings. What the hammer? What the chain? In what furnace dwelt thy brain then when you surveyed a place in mismatch wonder?
It was vast like molecules that build the world and meaningful as the most silent sigh.
But it wasn't quiet
Besos y gracias
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»-(¯`v´¯)-»Dë$pë®åté Høü§wîƒê»-(¯`v´¯)-»
¿Is this the way to Amarillo¿
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My Underwater World
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Come give daddy a hug
nice gallery
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"Why if something it not reality, must we destroy it?"
Hail the community y'all from the west side, so cal.
I shall be checking out your site when i get the chance.
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Well if I wasnt so fast I would get caught alot more I guess.
[My deviations]
I am a part of
The Project
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»-(¯`v´¯)-»Dë$pë®åté Høü§wîƒê»-(¯`v´¯)-»
¿Is this the way to Amarillo¿
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Haptisuus Differoi.
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