After lashing down half my package to stop or cause my panic attacks
Hash blockage in my blue bong and braincase, lung uphacking
Ong’s Hat starts to make sense
I’m like an easily tricked Facebook dad
Hear me talking, you would think me a published author with a global audience
When I couldn’t claw my way out of a one-crab bucket with rope and all summer
We want what makes sense and is simple
No system consistent only of two types is or has ever been ample
Keep this in your mind, scrolling whilst hammered
Armour yourself against their glamours, manifest what benefits and discard what harms, marring or jarring or jinxing
Time is short and not for wasting
Belly-eager wine provokes feeling divine
Defined a million times over by a million rednosed poets
It was not made to linger on tongue tips for tasting, but to sink our stupid selves and let us be amazed again as in infancy
Alchemisland 
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