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innumerable sex and death


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Nikuko>> Fuck me. send me jpg. Get in or out of my life. :-O
Nikuko>> Do you like my tits. What is wrong with your camera.

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          are none. Swim among the truth and you shall need none other.

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3 Sutra of Truth
4                                        to launch one ship.
5 Shots from above */azure typing/*
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      1	^P^Ubecause it could not be beaten it could not be found


      1	'date' she was in pain
she was in pain:  4 we're on the floor:  6 of the third floor of the house


i never hurt nobody
i told on them i didn't mean nothing
she pulled something out of her she buried it
i just lay there
i never hurt nobody
the dogs were hungry
i told on them i didn't mean nothing
the dogs were hungry
i never hurt nobody
i told on them i didn't mean nothing
she pulled something out of her she buried it


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^B<^Bnikuko^B>^B hello
<nicuko> none
^B<^Bnikuko^B>^B marred. she was marred. she looked used.
<nicuko> in order that they mix.



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You don't have substance. You don't even have the absence of substance.


something. People can touch you. People can smell you. You, Alan, are even
Alan, are anywhen. You, Alan, have been here and you have been gone. You,
are here always and forever. You, Alan, have ever been around. You, Alan,
the sky. You, Alan, are behind me always and forever. You, Alan, are in



You haven't ever existence. You don't even exist. You're not here at all.





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nobody hurt never nobody hurt never nobody hurt never never hurt nobody


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     , susan graham , susan graham[...]
     , susan graham[...]
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        azure lowered the body into the grave prepared by us



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speaking here of a spherical project - contains a _cylinder_ with a
tumescent, your chest swells with the hardness of my tits distended,
tumescent, through the writing or against fingers hovering above the



----------------------------------- You laugh.



of others; we claw through it back to our original face; the tongue, nub



memory. the is mine, my sweet I am tongue speaks so sweetly, turning me


tiffany says, in a light later, these will be known as the real. so says




Death knows no boredom. Nikuko said, Death knows no stopping. Nikuko said,
filled with water. She spat it out of this world, flickering between the



cancers spread like pools of artificial life across desperate thought,
there is only one death, there is only one, that this death has no number


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