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#421    Can he go pee.
No I don't think they need to. Not this year.
To keep things simple though.
They typically go each tear.
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#422    In this area right-here.
I think they use a guidance system from above.
Her coveralls and her yard stick, to the table.
Archangels, that chalk boards love.
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#423    It's all about the word impedance.
Do you dream of that.
Like a dance on figure skates.
To stop you they react.
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#424    That's, what I'm worried, most about.
That waters, are not sure things.
Holding a match up to the problem.
Beholds our rights to wings.
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#425    Diamond is not a pretty thought.
That shelter of the saddest king.
Each minute, of an average moment.
Disturbing his inner swing.
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#426    It's, better that way you know!
To get free rights! And a tangled nose.
But wherever exactly roaming went.
I have no ideas, like pros.
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#427    And lo however, I ride the bus.
A chapel, as quaint as far.
With war, as ample, as sitting brings.
The knowing what moves a car.
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#428    Insane beleaguered people scream.
The fanciness we fall.
On running transportation.
Where waterbeds know all.
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#429    But now? Would you take it?
Like Christmas again?
That nature of gold?
The standard, often?
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#430    Here's hoping our eyes, receive tainted feedback.
And what we believe, always slightly wrong.
So each and every, thing we touch.
Becomes slightly more like song.
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#431    I'm a man, and I have jel-o fingers.
But the whole world needs to know.
If only I could type this out there.
That traffic is made of people's prose.
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#432    I know there's alot of atoms.
But one somewhere contains your song.
And when you call yourself bad things.
I go there knowing that you're wrong.
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#433    A darkness we won't test by leaving.
A tome where no distance is breached.
We live in a thing called a brain cell.
Knowing there are things to be teached.
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#434    Eternity is not so cruel.
When it gives one ounce of time.
And sieves it through a magic rule.
No that's a mean that's kind.
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#435    If you see my eyes looking out at you.
From the mask shaped hubcap of a car.
Give them a small amount of attention.
But not enough to scar.
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#436    When we're awake we think at our tips.
Where our lightning bolt chooses explore.
But when we're asleep we think at our root.
To direction our lightning bolt's core.
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#437    Do not fear the futures lend.
I'm sorry that's a lie.
Moments divide cares promise.
And the unknown fear decides.
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#438    The heldest tight of perfect vision.
Is the sight of people shy.
So many words to describe unwisdom.
The often hurt will buy.
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#439    The signal to toys ratio.
Is a measure of a website's aim.
A sand where design clients, never.
Suspect that a Tile made fame.
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#440    Woman politician moonlighting as kid's party magician.
Changing costumes mid stride with help from her fastest aid.
Whoopi Goldberg wearing marching band uniform shouting wait for me.
After falling on behind, with her laughter of spinning played.
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#441    Who puts you somewhere on a ladder.
At your very own attitude and might.
Who leaves the lessons up to you.
Dear Mom it's you with life.
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#442    Who, has the prettiest brandy?
And Egypt as the Sun?
Forgive him, for his ear my dear.
But let no dancers run.
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#443    Are there any new tricks in the house?
Well there's one man. And wow boy, is he dumb!
Oh listen to you!! I don't want to know!
If three? really-equals forty one.
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#444    And for-no hope of transfers.
I heard that-bee has stung.
William is willing, over there.
The other side, of tree unsung.
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#445    Hey what are you doing to me.
Aren't these a higher mixer.
I can't hear you please spook louder.
Dark Ghost of financial investor.
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#446    For Capricorn then, despise this!
With measuring eyes I think I'm going!
In languages spelled, with a marsh-bog.
Please arrest my cat for knowing!
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#447    One third are windmills.
That tempt the fate of rare.
Where I've not lingered, so it shows.
Envelopes-too would send-some care.
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#448    With a wind that howls ever slowly.
And could take a man away.
That leaves the apples ever lowly.
I'll measure them-wrong and stay.
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#449    Brothers and sisters!
For-the, pin-hole fight that wins.
Forgetting photography's focal point.
My wisdoms belong to kin.
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#450    Crab-apples are the best because.
They are-enough for now.
And curry for the astronaut meal.
Dining only in the bow.
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