Third Eye Polluted
Purity sinking through the crevices of my Orpheus complex
Conflict for simplicity commences to ingest the God forsaken Insect
The intent to aggregate the anywhere adventure seemed to cause friction.
My porosity wouldn't allow the malediction
Rasputin adopted the bastard meticulous benedictions
The fabrication of centurion angst, caused devices fueled by suspicion
Stagnant addicts puncture intellectual passion
Meanwhile, the adamant sheep prey on bias attempting to grasp on civil disobedience
Paid a penny for the enzymes in the digressive schism.
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