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2007-08-14

The LorE is a long silent Chronical

(...) .as it stays and runs in the family, from the mother back to the fathers, from the daughter to the father-boy, the love is also donated to all, lil' Fol! Fortunatelly for all, also leave the builders. Read around the lines, people clown, read around coz I ain t got the time to reel it all here so- love applies to all and may cheats alo deal in reality callings. To the nef, to the bed, to the reds, to the bass, to the actolfer, to the orhogan, to the river, to the bird, to the clear, to the pill, to the tragic, the familliar, the famelic, the faithful now in the hall, to the ghoul. The lure is chronicle, guys, it uses the same part of the brain so often that in a few years it seals it groove into the back of our skulls. The size of the matter, discussed behind the closed doors of Frauddullus, room of the hue, shone forth and so brightly that the killing doll, the daddy sugar general, the adventurers of press statements, the fringe scientists, the red hot scientologists, the magic Schiffer, holding on to their lives ring the bell and under the stairs of Flat 3, number 25, the light passes the message through and the old world shines again anew. The tower of Isa stands on tall, terribly attracted to a sean fall, over and over the same walk, walk, stare but walk straightbut on queen boulevard at 100 mph, you leave me away, once again for ...an hour too long, a week to many, an old friend over from the dark side of the family. Under the steps, cold, I hoped all night. If thatś all right, mind you, if that the fa-a-aact, to make it loved taboo, sister girl. If the Bourne is that much more Suprematic why dont you show him in public, Eh Julia ¨boody¨ ?!!! (sister girl too pretty?) (The dove . cranios called the nove a suite of ¨logical lies¨, logically crafted, all perfect and loving, all needed, calibrated to fill all holes, crime endows comical to the calls as Brad is in fact gay and my mother is home alone and the doll is just for boys as the wings flow home, always, love, just for the old motel, mother milk...just for boys, Madam Juju...Just for boys, missy Sulq) just for SHOES !)============================================================= -0

dedic'to Mary Vrontos, Pam White, Babe Lemot and Sheila Fowley. eight, he was only eight, eight