Hello window pane.........
Your looking into it right now....... the little one the big with the falling star in it is up above....
The life long dream.
Disappearing from the face of the earth............
Was it ever possible, genetic goo?
I mean to never have been...........
Describe the sound of sails by imagination.......
A whisking, a flapping a rubbing together of thighs........ in corduroy .......
Its all in the Head.
Centuries that roar past..........
Time sits amused.
As Guy comes to the bigger part of the experiment.......
He wrote on wafer thin paper......
Vanilla........
Guy means how else would you see the dark ink?
Writing on the wall inside the asylum.........
Peck, Peck, Peck............
No Molestar ..... Porfavor ...........
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