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I’m just tryna pick up these tools and suchso I can come back inside.The wherewithal of my focus has gone awolsquish me smaller wish is to the ballervanquish the dollars missedlanguishing the fallen patriarchshot calling blips bleepering bloopers blooperingso yeah I’ll know spazI’m all devilishly maniacal tazhas past the last point of his no returna joint effort anointedI can haz anarchy appointmentas successor of trustee bottom suppressorboom gottem suppression of aurally found soundsnonverbal discussion gushingadjectively speaking muted keeping me unrefutedfirst debut iconoclastic interdimensionally streakingforaging forward ogling othersotherwise obtusely objecting outsideonwards opening only operatingoctogenarians orchestrating open air oxygen occupancieshypocraphy it’s now listed as lostas an onslaught of off topic thoughts caught mein a series of forgotten thoughts that cost mea lot of tossed cookiesoh my gosh this is not like meit’s likening me to a frightening insightful spreeof release me please