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i am only eyes now resting on a belly one could never grasp without stabbing hard with your fork even then lifting s so impossible you d have to bend down i think to eat this gut off of its shocking bed dangerous as you would feel that fat and thorns in your face the cold of life and the heat of pain as i await that turning off of tongues tv Written April 2nd, 2002 © on Apr 02 2002 06:55 AM PST, Frederic Jacob Gutknecht IV 0 • 9
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"i am only eyes now..."