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  • The street-rubbling freedom plans of an obscure sect, resurrected for the short-time entertainment of a jaded, bored, murder-pregnant, and destruction-loving generation of feckless, wankmad nihilists

    You’re hardly in a position to be making demands Reclaiming land, wearing proudly the ancient badge The league, the lads in league from Cametogue to Kiltegan In league with Adam’s band, raiding like red-bearded norseman bands Three letters our band, free what is fettered, black wristband Black velvet band playing while me and the missus…

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    17th Jan 2026
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  • Unicorn blood milkshakes

    It wasn’t up to me, if it pleases you to hear it Cleaving this near Navidad Things can’t be brought to heel but, trust me, it’ll heal Bluer than the Na’vi, lad How about this: ten blues for the four price? That’s a steal. Driving around the estate I navigate the craft from the back…

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    17th Jan 2026
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  • Made it to heaven by applying Sellotape to my clipped wings

    Squaring up, Arman-y Lost that title shot money eating for too many Sue me, man, but sumo mass doesn’t suit me Unprofesh as any, downright ammy Car emblem always an animal: Incan jaguars, princely stallions, all manual Colour: bluntpull come up sunrise in Miami. Zoot like a Cuban, our man in Havana Sometimes see fleeting…

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    17th Jan 2026
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  • Zonefinder: alighting the bus at the gravesite with a weed-weighted grinder, 33 skins, and a binder full of evil spells

    I love the land, its greenness Its give and windy sway, but to one with taste I must say: It lacks a lake and your tacky follies detract from the whole. I take a drag of drugs, get nothing Because in my fuss I didn’t notice the hole, bad construction Stops the whole thing smoking,…

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    17th Jan 2026
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  • Can’t stop honking on hydro-p because of its curative property

    First blunt of the day before AM eight Takes tons getting me faded these days Tokes stoke to witch-ruining fervour The unmoving and wan flames Behind the grate of my face, It takes everything away. Once the fugue fades Everything is found to be back in its place.

    alchemisland

    17th Jan 2026
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