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The babies in their crawling glory make a mess of god’s blood. Outside, it’s the animals that are going too fast. My toy car lives through a ladybug but dies on a spider. My brother has me bite his ear to keep our parents from looking for his toothache. I make some rules about touch that I don’t follow. Time will be here until we reincarnate god lol. The toothache enters my sister’s wrist and she finally gets a buyer for her girlfriend’s handcuffs. Sorry I keep singing into this rabbit. Castration has legs that suicide doesn’t.
kingsoftrain 
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