I Sped the softcover glory visions in my large hadrion collider neural pathways
Epidemic Ak 47 mighty night time hit squads swayed the balance of evil in the world and humpty sumptuous was broken permanently
Enhancing the horror I made way for a new supermarket aisle
Boxes of prepackaged pocket singularities swirled amid the uncle ben prophets
We broke something at Hiroshima and it can never go back in pandora prisons
Hurky jerky I stumbled at checkout
Debited beyond neon wickedness the jesters and the politicians all looked watered down like rum and coke when the bartender knows you're wasted
Pleasure is pale and joy is unattainable
in the space between the big bang and the subtle sigh of oblivion
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