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camel_lion_baby
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Mateo
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Something that speaks for itself, that needs no title, no introduction. Something better than sex or drugs or music. I can feel it lurking in my mind, to weak to jump into being. Fuck it, I have a tv.
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020318
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fragamore
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a camel lion baby came to us in night we supped with him under a blank sky, a baby always being a him and his drink was fruit punch when he told us of our own journey and swept away our fears and filled every duct and canal, the routes that pass through us with blood pumping endlessly no direction, in circles around.
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020319
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frog
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is this somehow a reference to sex?
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020319
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sotto voce
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a camel walks into a bar and sees a lion sitting by herself. he goes up to her and says, wanna hump? and the lion roars softly and says sure, baby. so they go to the nearest holiday inn and get it on. a few months later, their freak love child is born. this is how chameleons came to be, and now remain on this earth to remind us of the consequences of drunken animal sex. the end.
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Mateo
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sotto, you have made me lough.
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020319
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carne de metal
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Nietzche once said: When you go with women, don“t forget your whip.
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020320
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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