got grey blues. while dolphins tweeted the dephts of the fire
ants I fled to my own bedroom palace life's modes swing through my
unconsciousness which was aching with regret and afraid of the days to come as
the tide of timef low relentlessly onward But the batteries weren't
included. Because she was secluded. Even the dog with the saucer-sized
eyes, But are we sure that this is a phallus
No one could understand him, save the horrible machine,