| whimmiscape | ||
| mbr.com |
flashes, surface contact beneath, rough edges in collision. mark movement toward sides taken, marked collusion toward inward whims. voluntary exile from the charms of your accident. fusion melds tension, melts icecream. rather be outside, out, agree. |
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| One walrus with white chocolate | Collision me and I'll collusion you. I have no whim, can I borrow yours? I left mine in the safe hidden in the dump hiden behind my house. Quit looking at me or I'll steal your mind. Have a day. | 031128 |