star's
look up, see that? That pont, small gyro sparking spinning. Little illomante shimmering , flaming dynamo in the sky's , whish on it. See if it come true. Little popping embers of fire in the system. Penalgland set Download to your third eye. Fosfores combusts in bulb. Conscious contact and control before converting to carbon. Haha say that five times fast. Affinity alone fixed in time. Always lit. Never-ending. Will be after were going.
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