The Better World Consciousness
Thursday, October 19, 2017
Her pear shaped figure graced me
It has to be she said
Oh yes was repeated
Till consent was nearing
All the terror simply fading
You were engulfed in an ocean
It felt rather nice
Lost in chicken soup.
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Or so they seem Whales need saving Sympathy need saving All is waiting beyond vision From belief the cause of believing ...
Rising in a new world.
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Star of Awesome.
Maybe..this..
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Mmmm...
Sweet.
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