Tie time to the rich and watch as, watch as, watch has hands performing. No ovation. Pin your teeth, pin your tongues intestine to a brick and kick it through a memory. Lick your mind. Take a joyride through malice and madness and fry petals with a pinch of grit. Crack black blended pepper. Sneeze. Breathe better. Admire addresses on a bride if, and only when, white is. Spin a match, spin a circus, spin a sell-out, spin a sparse rhyme. Slurp summer, nibble autumn, devour winter and savour death for it comes but once, or Paris, plaster Paris.

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