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The Sanctified Surrealist (Free verse) by Ketiak

Carry sense, indescribable elation of invigorating invitations. Back there => Leap to the essence, easy breathing. easy weeping. I make it happen through Him. Love beyond life. Summon, not Golem but Him. I want coal to cleanse, purge me to see. See you. Fake not, want not. Every make a maker's dream. Love You. Love You. Love You.

horus8 23-Jul-02/2:20 PM
It's obviously a television in a t.v in a fishtank drawing of god's left testicle accompanied by the sound of jesus shitting his loin cloth fifteen feet above his splattered minions you simpled minded twitss




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