Hello sir, do you have a moment for a revelation, just a few minutes of your time, man, it really can, only hide, is small spaces, within our day, the world is such a busy place, but if it’s a string, you want to start unraveling, you'll find heaven’s gates, in your mom's panties, now go away, I'm smoking, just an old man, on his break, Santa, he wants to give the kids a gift, it really is a thin line, your daughter’s g-string, and also, whether I'm feeling generous, or horny, it’s the cookie crumbling, and I fell to this side, I could be the friendly sage, giving advice, or I could be a thief, sticking a dagger in your side, all for a taste, of that stinky flower, that rotten fruit, I smell it, its coming, stand for the queen, Elizabeth Olsen, her name honestly rhymes so well, with everything I have to say, will I ever get with her, probably never, but whatever, in the depths of hell, I died and went to heaven, there were so many animals, I was fucking, I had a chance and I hesitated, this is just a game we’re playing, so many spells, in my playbook, its just what’s there, just air, a mountain of gold, where was I going with this, a journey, something, something, okay, my smoke’s done, gotta go in, to my hotel, do you smell flowers, somewhere around here, my father is waiting, the devil laughing, maybe write a love letter, one day I’ll get better, I was such an embarrassing kid, I did so many disgusting things, if you want to get invited to the feast, I’m sorry man, you’re going to have to suck some dick, does she have a husband, probably, but relax, I doubt anyone will care to read this, spells and witches, once upon a time, there was this little girl, I was so tempted, I offered her the world, she said no, I’d rather have a box of chocolates, I think of her often, she would make a good grandmother, anyways, Secret Santa is coming up, I’m thinking of buying some candles, while its burning, think of me, I’m just a man, in an ocean of people, so many stories, and I just play a small part of it, I’m an artist, a reporter, I take what I can, from the ocean of ideas, you know, somewhere out there, all these ideas are a life someone’s living, within each girl, hides a little bit of heaven, I’m going to have another smoke, its winter and I’m feeling melancholy, I’m looking for a place to settle, I smell dreams, love echoing, I smell hell’s gates, the abyss opening, star-seizing hand, a butthole, just temptation from the devil, little girl, I’ll say this now, be careful, about your trust for the world, there are many things, faith can’t help, go too far, and you'll get your legs cut off, it’s the truth echoing, reality, is composed of many things, an ocean of reason, what’s a mustard seed going to do, its either going to float, or fall to the depths of the abyss, hierarchy man, I would still eat a panther, get into a rap battle, I’d probably just take shots at Marshall, what would you name her after, your father, fucking your sister.

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