What is this?
Must I need to survive
it was a little late but it's a family thing
So I'll prepare the peppers
you keep at that stepper
Since I have to work a life away
you might as well be wearing size zero
I hope to shape the world and
not get off this couch
Trip starts now,
Golem exists in my lifetime,
Purple talks to red, red slits purples neck
taco sold some green for me papya
Give it to grass
I love the word grass, G-r-a-s-s
Still on that what is it called?
what what what
post it lost sight poetry in blog world
a girl gets the world, by spreading
but will never understand it
or herself
Guy solves all problems, but can't be heard
without a buck or two
Technology sold its soul to heaven oh my
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