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RareForm

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second coming rot tuning split unending blue ring. a cyclic embrace of dinosaurs cycloptic apocalyptic forest ferns that bend in dystrophy, a million second error returns the darkness to this river. evolve into a better swimmer that dodges pirahnas and other dangers heal the slivers in the flesh, cold water makes me shiver yet im still here within her. spoonful of sugar makes the universe go down the drain into the bottom of a pipeline inconcievable, grenade launcher believable with gargantuan guillotine lust dimension. i wont stray from my vital ascension, my decision of prevention marks the turn of the invention. gears spin full throttle into an ancient glowing tree grotto, sparkling with moon glitter and cloudlike rain spitters. dance with the demon felines entranced by the feeble scene lines commence the second act of this retraction to phase out unnatural interaction.

onward through the garden of broken iron clowns...
 
Smooooooothhhhhhhh hun, i like the flow the underline indecisiviness i see when reading it.

Well done kiddo ;)
 
RareForm said:
gears spin full throttle into an ancient glowing tree grotto, sparkling with moon glitter and cloudlike rain spitters.

favorite part.

excellent job. i could never do the same :)
 
I used to call myself Jen for the very same reason you just did that...it never caught on with my friends, how funny you did the same thing!!!
 
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