Billy Cancel
Lavender Pink Teal Your Rush They Grid

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so i awoke in a field of broom grass. bloody noses golden mile some will merge
with iron clad. all you’re good for is cheating the boss & drunken singing honey
glaze. i was the best dancer in the world in this town. a curious motion south of
song shall be named because of its red sediment. beyond the distant crest a tiny
church spire but now you have been years no doubt in the pattern. the fruit never
fell far from my mouth. gas lamp kerosene lamp incandescent lamp neon lamp
florescent lamp it’ll be a serious problem. the continuity of your execution has
never once been broken for a single day. into my skin i rubbed years. even that
won’t be the whole story of radiant energy. lavender pink teal your rush they grid.