of fences with switches turn them on the moats of your homes poured salt on these slugs mugshot fatigue shimmering
pacemaker pace yourself you were slowly clawing your way out
tourniquet of gossip on a board of checkered chess salt ring probing in case of emergency stampede is coming mastadon infantry radiate this frequency and show me just what the hell you mean
pacemaker pace yourself you were slowly clawing your way out
here comes the bride here comes the bride lavender and smothered in black turpentine
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