Re-post my toast is over, burnt.
time lemons.
oval battery.
a cake feeling, hoping it was with out frosting.
lounge many solders and fudge tokens.
tongue change immobile.
leftist minor scale.
to many fingers
inside left corners of the protest felt up a slurpee machine.
lover is premature, a flesh scales.
teller over oval summons.
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