a blind superhero, the ogre doubly so, little did they know that innocent smiles were volatile and strange goodbyes were juvenile ...

is it the reveille or the knell, is Popeye Cafe deprived of its swell, is it the confusion between Apple and Dell, or, is it the ...

here he lies, on his bed again off he flies, alleys full of stain. alleys in the farthest corner of his mind, alleys that could've helped...

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