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Good news:
at two o'clock in the night:
suddenly chlorella started with photosynthesis:
ajar door means: you can come in -
the peek: hot: blissful eyelashes -
I've always been crazy about these kitsch words
- wind: and light and
I never reach sober to my cabin:
since this narcotic aquaristic proliferated:
since the chief chemist began to foretell from saliva of coordinators: that's beauty as it always works 
- when you mix a liter of water and
liter of pure booze - two deci just sincerely disappear.
The gods must also be pretty shitfaced already.
And I'm deeply exceeding the breadth of this time:
I've never seen it so comprehensively:
like when: I'm urinating here laboriously with the head up: 
towards the pipes
- for many years no one opened the window: so that the souls could fly out:








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