Come to think of it.
Past the footsteps.
Soul intervention.
Miles of space.
Insert Interjection.
So to speak.
Turn back into.
Burnt filament
Long prestigious walks.
Self promotion.
If I were you.
Summer is a proud time if pride comes before the fall
Excuse me while I bulid an altar to myself
Friday, May 20, 2005
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