Jack in the box – jump! Blood pressurize, put these on, they’re pennies for your eyes. He glued them to glasses for faith-blanketed masses, they comfort me as I drift between sleep’s reprise. Well man is not a God and he will never be so rule out anything but trouble if he says he is, and why’s it all a “Him” in his desired dreams? Conditioning a rule to rule out women. Cinderella waits for princes to be Queen, Snow White slept her way to the condition. Embedded archetypes to drill in what it means: superhero, yes we can!, watershed formation. Well close up it’s a calendar of event coordination so zoom out to see the story and in to see the textures. Cardinals and halfway-measured machinations serving the creation not the maker making a hit cranium all day, the cells burn fast and free, distracted and enchanted lobotomized me. Im-potent powers in televee distilled into a number in the prize machine. I got a Jack in the pot – jump! Blood pressurize, put these on, they’re pennies for your eyes. He glued them to glasses for faith-blanketed masses, comfort me as I drift between sleep reprise. And I will flee in dreams, but too late to lie in bed and speak truth to absent powers. I’m left senseless and alone to drift and to fly from bed to ceiling until I’ve spent my hours, and I rise. And I rise. And I rise!
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