fishhhymongral/gist:b4df5833e53af8697e58

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a well of information, a body of non-motion, acting as a function. I don't serve a purpose,
i simple aggreggate around the formula for what "purpose-serving," is.  Soon we have a congregation
and we all have common flaws, ie; most of us men smoke cigarettes while the woman pretend to be the boss.
a place for loose change to gather and present it's case-- (No! This isn't a trial;) it's, Just a place.
saying "We have all boarded ships, and sailed and lost our way!" (only to have the captain wake us up saying, You! and You and<br> you! Look! You'r finally here!) "What we we maid it, we replied?" And yes indeed we had arrived.
Look, you see, the movie makes sense as a picture. And the film makes sense as a log, and the production makes sense as an e-mail and the Vision makes sense as we talk(really!). So I guess then it was important to agress and show much rebuke, etcetera, for the sake of our pride held against Truth in Journalism. REBUKE! I say, well rebuke you too! It was important to carry on - misscommunicating - for a good wile... as there are always imporant reason to do things we'd rather not , or as there are many important reason to refrain from doing something you'd rather.
; - With much apprehension - ; the filth of six young courages men from the coast washed on shore, where steady aggreggation was to take place that day.
We scurried to see what must have happened at sea. Then found out the men died on the boat.
BULLET HOLES! Yes indeed, several to be certain on each of their person.

Well, in any regard i don't know for or at what(which point)(why?) I started to mence my words with time and  began matching syllabals and sounds. And i admit, if i don't finish and repost, at least the gist (of this gist)

I'll have to fucking shoot my self in its spaces. )and who would care to bear such guilt; ie; Blood on a quilt, from where the blood spillt. OF COURSE, love ++ the sea men were empty of blood, for they were found in the sea... As for me... i'll be found were i'm left and the wont be far from were i felt like living all the previous moments till'n.
	a well of information, a body of non-motion, acting as a function. I don't serve a purpose,
	i simple aggreggate around the formula for what "purpose-serving," is. Soon we have a congregation
	and we all have common flaws, ie; most of us men smoke cigarettes while the woman pretend to be the boss.
	a place for loose change to gather and present it's case-- (No! This isn't a trial;) it's, Just a place.
	saying "We have all boarded ships, and sailed and lost our way!" (only to have the captain wake us up saying, You! and You and<br> you! Look! You'r finally here!) "What we we maid it, we replied?" And yes indeed we had arrived.
	Look, you see, the movie makes sense as a picture. And the film makes sense as a log, and the production makes sense as an e-mail and the Vision makes sense as we talk(really!). So I guess then it was important to agress and show much rebuke, etcetera, for the sake of our pride held against Truth in Journalism. REBUKE! I say, well rebuke you too! It was important to carry on - misscommunicating - for a good wile... as there are always imporant reason to do things we'd rather not , or as there are many important reason to refrain from doing something you'd rather.
	; - With much apprehension - ; the filth of six young courages men from the coast washed on shore, where steady aggreggation was to take place that day.
	We scurried to see what must have happened at sea. Then found out the men died on the boat.
	BULLET HOLES! Yes indeed, several to be certain on each of their person.

	Well, in any regard i don't know for or at what(which point)(why?) I started to mence my words with time and began matching syllabals and sounds. And i admit, if i don't finish and repost, at least the gist (of this gist)

	I'll have to fucking shoot my self in its spaces. )and who would care to bear such guilt; ie; Blood on a quilt, from where the blood spillt. OF COURSE, love ++ the sea men were empty of blood, for they were found in the sea... As for me... i'll be found were i'm left and the wont be far from were i felt like living all the previous moments till'n.