Thursday, 7 April 2011

It's Sarah, calling from Indianapolis

I met traveler from an NT command and he said 2 fast in trunk Liz legs of stones stand in the desert, near them on the stand half sound.
I should ask her to visit July's who's frowned and wrinkled blip and smear of cold command tells that it's sculpture.
Well those passions red, which yet survive stamped on these life with things the handset locked and the heart.
That said, and on the pedestal, these words appear.
My name is, ozzie's Mandy as King of Kings, look on my works.
He might be and despair.
Nothing decide remains round the decay of that colossal rack, boundary send there the loan and the level fans, stretch far away.

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