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Dear Claudio 8:18 a.m. 2004-07-29 In fear these walls were reconstructed and deviation exists in conflict with the state of these lines on white paper considerations. Irregular patterns breathe frosts this manufactured air and spaces never seemed too empty before this. I've never felt like this before and outside they are screaming. Would you kill them all for me? Paint this ceramic steel ceiling with the copper sheen of acidic blood. Bury these recreations of undecided scenarios and point blank we'll just pretend this never happened. Except in the night time when our minds jump to conclusions and dreams breath life back into past nightmares that never really happened. Would you kill them all before we both wind up like the others. Safe behind man made contraptions this can't hide us forever can't you see them? Lets just pretend this never happened. back & forth |