i have bugbites where is my money

i peeled an onion trap door and fell alice spiraling time pieces and dont eat me potions i blink and the desk top reverberated the screen bounced back the styrofoam cup is black im in the matrix

there are tingly pretty itchies on my feet offbeat today with the magic of you and racing through dialdial ringring a summary of just the beginning

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