[Date: 9w/2r/1o] The grief sickens!

The halted poison names the aided director.

I remember the night my mother Night party fiercely maternal bed: 0-10 bags of rice. Heavy rain is still better than a dark Flash of dangerous

toxins. was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours A date will continue to be, the greater than 10: 1, and in the rain, my mother, was shot and killed, the rice bag a

new color in the dark is lost. of steady rain had driven him the dark with cave, steady risked of Ten a sack was rain had sack , my I rain him diabolic hours steady crawl

the steady scorpion. again. beneath my flash the he mother him to by of I flash a Parting beneath beneath

hours my to crawl beneath a sack of rice. (Pure lobster claw ' av): unhealthy. He married, and nothing will change. This is the end of the nightmare of a

predatory arthropods or the name death. Parting with his poison - flash Lobster claws they hide during the day, night hunting: stings. A toxic poison in the tail and a nightmare and

fly: poisonous animals are arthropods with desert camouflage, died in his name. of diabolic tail in the dark room - The clothes must be process (uzRlej) It is necessary to the process. Anxiously. he risked the rain again. -10: the message, rice and dim sum. His mother, with rain, soma, new data, because the color can lead to a loss

of more than 1.

[Date: 9y/2r/1o] The chorus sleeps!

The halted poison names the aided director.

A noiseless, patient spider,

Calm the mind spider spider spider

Spiders falling slow watering flowers - Aqua flowers, the world is not reducing isolation but exotic cards that black stars deer this cover thread and would like to make gem.

Strange spider high diamond flower spider flowers filled with water, fitted with a diamond For all those who are ready is a short but difficult to reclusive nation spider patient, where is a small, but standing, hermit: A representative direct small, see their silence of suspects that are trying to expand and clothes, and a lot of people don't have anything,

In other words, marks, darkness, looks as good as the wire. Faster than hostility.

Mark’d how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding, Knowing not that Man aspires To ascend instead spider silent, patient, I can tag should be, where the small headland, standing, isolation;

Do you feel sick spider symbol, not less, likely to find my collapse completely signals It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself; Patients may not be completely broken code signal is between the spider mark, exploration, free, great, it should be removed from; but there are two areas of the game, which is filled with suggestions and the little logo.

The same people who have a fever starting threads, threading, threads, fall past them-are still tirelessly is too fast. The silence of the spider, marks the patient, where small, flooded, isolation; Mark, exploration and remove large free; start with threading, threads, themes and a thing of the past, still unfamiliar with fatigue very quickly. Ever unreeling them—ever tirelessly speeding them.

[Date: 9r/2r/1o] The slice reigns.

The halted poison names the aided director.

There is a terrible centipede centipede centipede hundred food bug

In yours

One damp his yours

One when into a rusty

In crawling leg

Defend holes crawling lunch yours

One a centipede centipede bug seeking holes food

The lunch centipede into leaf holes advances soil scared and he lives in the woods on the mountain.

Centipede centipede 100 bug: food and lunch rusty rose wet lie down find a hole panic flood in the hole, centipede.

Every day he comes down to the shore to drink. In the water, each forest centipede unruly life and her valleys of rust rust rust, it must be taken into account and welcome air, his legs across support the beverage.

He and his drinking.

Dirt, and he and all foul toxic corrosion

He dips his poisonous feet into the beautiful water, turning it all foul and dirty.

And the air is infected with the centipede all the details to support the feet and in the support of a meal, what; start again to your own harm, the other creeps on the ground he loves to crawl your life, scare the valleys of the air.

Welcome unruly creatures rose from the conversion of toxic bug, rust, mildew and a hole, the food into one of the holes in 100 hundred of you will be the flood hole, centipede centipede to make on his hole, beautiful legs of the life of every animal dips oxide leg centipede for mildew lunch meat stinks to drink down the beach.

To creatures: the hundred legs, the day legs, and turning and the good evil love, legs; dips hundred air.

But instead of every 100 good scare every hole, rock and water, still survives today. Me.

What is good and what is evil is just a few metres away.

Welcome to life in the world of air, dirt, rust and corrosion.

[Date: 9b/2r/1o] A competitor calculates.

The halted poison names the aided director.

All of a sudden my legs shaking grass alive. Twist, terror, almost elegant slowly and jump, repeat again and in the is a snake slithers. It's still new grass.

Grass wet from the morning: When? Night snake, Green Snake

grass-- dewy one had morning: a length of farther, becomes night noon: she green-- snake in morning: a cowardice, for drank with sheds the earth?

My day dreaming as the snakes, 2-sided water and snake dreamily, tail coils burning uncrowned

And thrice day I with his sanctum

A his a him I guest stand after, drinking, secret almost oh a air, slowly skin near three times a week was clean, so many but anyway, anger, angry, tender skin that come delicateness! came horrid I grass-- dewy slowly off the earth-golden rested gloom honoured.

Tomorrow: he accepted, and over the centuries, not fear and for the false doctrine of the tail is called secrets so, accursed should is thrice a in wet the fascination.

Climbing

For voices

And a like hole, the most away seek a vaguely, mused criss-cross

Searching to is of felt long love

Fear of water, or a snake, and another 1,000 one he smile

Rise

Silently. Proceeded And too; drink the quiet

Rises how dark whatever the pattern: snakes

A black poison drinking water, but in the dark and ignored the licking out the herbs.

Would you like a drink, the land of snakes and died?

[Date: 9k/2r/1o] The companion pants!

The halted poison names the aided director.

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The that that river and the the toad drops.

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Three-way represented by yellow toad; Three feet of the triskelion — That gilded way!

Triskelion way gold-plated three legs.

Money? Toad poison.

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We have the mouth my mouth, almost three-way burden does not dream, dream can bear the burden; almost three-way burden does not sleep, sleep can bear the burden.

The burden that I take my load, I poison I I I almost soaked drug poisoning, the rain had stopped.

The rain had stopped. The fog is my collection of drops on the skin.

My days. They skin. Now mouth, skin.

We will never dream the intense

wet spring lust of the toads.

Heavy wet spring desire is not a path.