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Graciously. Yes. Graciously. Yes. I got vouchers. Lever. Salt water. Ur. Haunted. Lord there was a house nigga. Goddamn. "Malcolm X". There is John. Lawyer. The significance of burnt red trauma. Red. Dot. Period or something else. Tent. Lord mash. Monster. Life believes in winter freezing. Pale blue wonder. Cooler lashes. Balloon facing white wall. Wash. Light. I understood the problem. And let there be color. Butterfly lashes and then very, sweet berry pancakes. Her heels. Walking in sand with lots of footprints. Gut. Instructions. Prepare armpits. Where are her left arm quarterbacks? Pool sticks. NFL. Lord there is a tunnel. A wormhole. I left her for something new. Promise. A promise that you made to me also. There. I will do as your honor Isla Porras. Do you believe me? I will. Yes. Yes. Nerves of steel. Keep. I have a lot to talk about and that means also. Pores. I am at the surface of the event horizon of M87. Sweat. Clearly or about time. Black. Standing at our front door. "Da Brat" wursting you the best from St. Louis, Missouri. Stand back a little further please. I am not allowed to push you away. Butt. Trish or treat. Sleeping undercover. Grace says "Hello". "Hey". From all of us. From feeling motivated you can overcome feeling doubt. I will write you a letter. Hurt. "O". You are right for never being wrong in our life, and that means correct to us. "Fucksoundcheck". The fear of God is the sound of broken glass that reads as follows. Somewhere over the rainbow there once was a black sissy. Girls. Ladies and gentlemen. Women preferred. A little yellow brick road says, "Hello and coming your way". Her waves hello back. An arrow created tug pulled from arrested development. Listen. She had to make a noise that scared her. Not guilty. His name means grace. People. Say grace and keep her. "My One And Only Thrill". Vengeance is mine. Oh, look. There is the Lord. Your Daddy. Sixteen points plus a literal translation. Candles. Who says sing unto me? "White Trash Beautiful". Happy birthday. My beloved. Title. Blessings. I crossed in a slave ship and served on a helium filled hot air balloon. Sounds from pulling the ripcord through empty space. Righteously. Left handed. Feed me. Warlock. Crack. Double lasting seal. Hard as ever nails. All she needs is a nine volt battery. Catching up meant he was always there. Backtrack to your surroundings. Thank you for the food and I appreciate you allowing me to eat. Girl please. You are silly, like my mother-in-law. Dope. E. Carter. The will of God verses the behaviors of contentious black and brown men. Worlds apart. Four point black body radiation. Marble. Feng shui gardens. Sea worthy men left on dry land sold their souls to the devil and the devil made a nickel and a dime and a colostomy bag. And then we made those men feel alone and afraid, scared above anything else. And when I say "we", then I am referring to the actress Sandra Bullock. Thank you and goodnight. Plant your feet in a square box and ship for handling. Yes. Yes. @HelioMonsterMan

Playlist

"O". https://youtu.be/9Gq9N-sPdYg

"Fucksoundcheck". https://youtu.be/j6bT7W6J8Pc

"My One And Only Thrill". https://youtu.be/52yxuJKS4JY

"White Trash Beautiful". https://youtu.be/cQ0m0cOCuyQ

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References

"Malcolm X". https://g.co/kgs/tFQq5y

"Da Brat". https://g.co/kgs/A7JjjG

"Sandra Bullock". https://g.co/kgs/FHSKQ1

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Marble

Dope

Nine Volt Battery

Title

 Clearly or about time

Light