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Tartarus Tirade, a Torture that was Terminated

Introduction to fragmented chaos and oblivion, 

I am at a lost, straying from the straight path.

My dear home where the fearless deeds are won.

My plea and prostration land on a gigantic rock wedged near an Indian Oak

It is very dewy in the morning during fall---- frosty from the extreme heat of the core

Plasma valcanized creeping things that terminate near the crust

This sin in waukesha---- this curiosity in a room with distant relatives makes me turn like agnosia to the gnashing 

Wearing a helmet to the slope- if only there were a hill to grasp

Sliding in to this quick fix I am weaker than the rubble at the bottom

Choffer

I turn to my pitching wedge to cover the distance.

I launched myself in to addiction and dependence like-a-pro

My parents tearing the pages of the wholesome books that JMM revived.

Urantia is gone and Doug finds a tunnel--w i  d   e

The commited wing

The span of Gaian Manna without levin

The ice cream's smoothness after cabbage gave me the 2 verebrae to continue in stack.

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Charging to the gate and catipulting little minnows near the strait

I have found my way back to the water's edge 

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