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Then the music outside starting playing in reverse just for a moment, then the pyramid alignment of a joke told by a goddamn stranger to my ears these

socks are, I would freeze to goddamn death said by a lesser man, just to watch the sun stop spinning. Still eating clams, still hearing ants, the greater alignment and the light within, what was I saying was what I meant to say, eve of the golden dawn, stumbling block, that's what that drawing of a stencil with duct tape on it, is being honest with yourself acceptance of them the music starting playing, then the questions still remained about a game of pretend, I wrote then then and them then and I swear it, was not even the best story of Alvin.

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