8/27/06 The second DefragmentationI antisapate the arrival of new awakenings.
I would post the fruit of my second run though DEFRAG but my camera is broke.
Patience will allow you to deal with youselves just a little longer.
Good day to you sirs.
Humbly yours,
The Burning Prohpet
Nuclear love childNuclear Love ChildNuclear love child
When the bombs come. I wanna dig a hole to your heart. I wanna make a shelter and crawl up inside. And from the burning air we both will hide. We’ll live of dehydrated love and pickled care. And say, “we never want to go up there.” And one day we will find That hiding is a crime. Unlock the door. And we’ll crawl in the dirt. Like the animals we were. Before the fall. My nuclear love child. The air was hard to breathe the earth began to bleed. That’s when I’ll tell you, “I’ll love you till my hair and teeth fal
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