WHY PEOPLE LIVE IN HOPE OF NOTHINGNESS
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preludium to the hope of greater understanding of the everyday weeping
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this life is expanding to a great hope of wallflowers in my bed or head or are you lying in bed with hope with massillusion of great mercy or pity on the next understanding of the lamb that dances in and on my gently weeping
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I will be moving my belongings to the next state of man, if this is a lie or a life, let the cyber-police tell or should the man smell me like a bitter orange on the top of buddhas grow pain
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interludium of the growing ford-dealers of the world
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postludium, the exit of capricorns in the innercitys
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This body is mine, hail mary full of grace, this body that grips the essence of me should be shall be follow me, hail mary full of grace
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