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Tom Lywood
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07/11/2009
Money must produce different colors for us all it must be like a cake setting for a banker who can feel it on his shoulders his wife must have fallen between the same hunt. Appetite and like chocolate its hard to resist the texture just one rabbit in the field was so much easier





I suppose I am constantly frustrated with the tenure of how we think





Most of the time we are not made up but when we are we can be most attractive even to ourselves









Its quite frightening how are dreams can come true but just where we jump I can't remember. Not dreams of sleep but the ticking of the soul always munching sometimes bearded. I suppose always changing face when we see it.
There would be no vision without the stretch of earth the strings like bow's we tune, working hard till they sound just right, and sometimes we can't bear it.

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