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SkIN sO FrAy
Harken hark!
Mashed and crashing, I become the restless, nowhere to turn to. No one to smell a few. Ive become the weaklings. Disguise me as a black dove. It will be done. Ive turned into a monster. Forget this face, forget it all. Im no one to nobody.
Skin so fray! Bumble rumbling. Imagine all the people, la la la. Somewhere inside is a missing foot. Where did it go? Im putting my foot down! Wheres my jerky babe?
Its cold. Im soft. Youre old. Me is ashcroft. I dont like he. Smells like pee. Got to be a good babbling old misfit. Marble shoes and greaseball moles. I went to a peer to grab some magic offerings. He told me to stay put. So I crashed in his apartment listening to some fine wine and delicious turpentine! Bahhh
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purple junk diluted iguana infested snarkleberries hungry traveller
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