Tabac Poisoned And We Zing
Ah mi familia. What does who say to whom? And from whence, where goes it? Who (still) speaks (ever?) and how do they, if they do? Do you know what yours need and care enough to stretch across it? Do they know, and do that for you? So much doodoo, ach, ein fucking care. What's that? Get the fuck out! My string is fragile and easily broken, but I only eat my tail anyway, so no great loss. We are mighty expendable, make that expandable, no, a dirigible, Unknowable.
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