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Hmm. Some things I've been thinking lately: I've decided that your concomitance is relentlessly successful through diagrammatic schemata, sexualizing syntatically/synthesizing synapses excellently, deliquent analogous metaphors. Desparate effete negation of societal values, fecundate with orifice perspective. Protein pastiche parasite, past revolt past plight relegated and forgotten: past lives. I passed time by picking together your passed lies. Remember the reprobates? Tribute to recripocals? Ransacked and/or racketeered tomb? Novelty narcissist? Putrid philanthropist? Politicians take the credit. Carcinogens and waste of breath. Bureaucrat. Everything I lack is a waste of breath. Little did they know of my paste lapse, the past is in my lap, the past imprisons my laugh. Ambivalent smugness of unavowed totalitarianism, foundering in disproportionate exasperation. Don't even achieve the irrelevant honesty of hysteria: enter an uneasy somnolence counterpointed by the infantile exposure of fragmentary genitalia. I'm glad we're all secretly deaf.
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