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By Rudimentary Peni, 3/4 of the world are starving, the rest are dead,
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By Rudimentary Peni, henry was giving his mother a good fucking.
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By Rudimentary Peni, flamelike sunset
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By Rudimentary Peni, v stone the crows + fuck the pigs + pass
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By Rudimentary Peni, Peanut farmer, b-movie actor
Awakening coughs
Desires for powers
Prime
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By Rudimentary Peni, The unseeing eyes of the blinded pupils
Unseeing guidance, the
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By Rudimentary Peni, There will be no coffins
When you and I die
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By Rudimentary Peni, ...go out among men and find the ways thereof, that
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By Rudimentary Peni, floating round the universe fucking in our cosmic hearse you
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By Rudimentary Peni, Crazy crazy chain we're strung up again
Umbilical cord around
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By Rudimentary Peni, The gap between young and old
Exists because it's what
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By Rudimentary Peni, 1902 inside a British concentration camp- where 20,000 Dutchmen, including
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By Rudimentary Peni, Being within
Is a lie,
Our essence no more
Than a ghost
of superstition.
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By Rudimentary Peni, carnivores are like tombstones cremating animal carcasses creating animal shit
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By Rudimentary Peni, as you walk out of the valium of death, a
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By Rudimentary Peni, For fifty-four years he worked hard
On five foul factory
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By Rudimentary Peni, there is no going not in your tribe no incentive
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By Rudimentary Peni, Conception is a crime
The guilt and sentence lie
In Crematorium Flame
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By Rudimentary Peni, ruthless blade of trespass, upon soft flesh of mind. in
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By Rudimentary Peni, ireland sun given henry (in a imaginary menagerie in an
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By Rudimentary Peni, kappa alpha tau fraternity, felidae fetish, why did your cat
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By Rudimentary Peni, love is not your parents lies, it's a myth that
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By Rudimentary Peni, Green to feel blue?
Is your vision purely golden?
Is
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By Rudimentary Peni, From this nightmare
Someday I'll wake
To sleep forever
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By Rudimentary Peni, muse sick (sic) muse sick (sic) ( you'll never want
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By Rudimentary Peni, hello and welcome to inconclusive arguments in today's conference we
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By Rudimentary Peni, hairy flesh impinges from all directions, somnambulistic ramble around the
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By Rudimentary Peni, what's the point of living in your mindless life? what's
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By Rudimentary Peni, there is only death. no god, no love, no joy,
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By Rudimentary Peni, i tell you about the animals- how they suffer how