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    and that guy over there sans pajamas isn't amused, nor is my mother. they keep following me beyond and toward the teemed antler inoculate- versions of the talking truth, and as each Angel spoke, something happened to him. it takes a longlong time for an angel to laugh (even longer for God to).

    I haven't the slightest... clue...

    as time came backward and I tried to get away, were the numbers. veins bucketed, acid color, not gone and not here. Ophanaem-

    dill dip and frothing mouth,
    pyramid shit;

    fell apart, dead:
    following me around as
    I drop completely dead,
    hopefully to wake
    in the AM.