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I rock bottom bounce to alien ozones...

If by now my vision is missing from sight. By my word position locks on their light. I can rock bottom bounce to alien ozones. Astronautin' scholar bouts where I keep going. Are they serious, delirious, I can't get a grip. Livid by decisions homo erectal slip. Wisdom worldwide hides in obsession. Social disorganized lacking the lesson. History literally repeating itself. New Rome warring world without help. Still divided by religion and social convention. Political two sided corrupted invention. To change the heights I will try redefining the mind. Erase false pretensions for the truth that we hide. Strip the gas mask to gasp last words to the trapped land. Snap crap, attack back, blasting the underhand.

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