Created on Apr 15, 1997.
Simon says: Hands up, palms in and ye shall have no false gods before me until the mailman comes. with a great flowing presence which into her soul of souls until my teeth hurt. even though we all know everything is going to be okay and finally harvest time was upon them until spanish rain washes us senseless.
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