Like a vice-grip on my balls, the sky takes hold of me, makes me remember, all those memories, a reflection, of a dream, so many shadows, give in, give in, I want to fight it, but we're family, let me just put the tip in, the taste, a delicacy, so far away, I simply exist somewhere, oh crap, I came, coming alive, don’t look at me, I yearn for it, love and peace, zombies, dirty asshole, worms, and mashed potatoes, a dinner and a movie, let’s go to sleep, sounds lovely, Pacific Islander, with glasses, so pretty, words, a painting, a fairy, the beach…

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