Verbal Duty

This blog contains the very essence of my brain vomit. These are the words that do not mean anything, or do they?

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Since the earlydays of the human universe, the structure of the parameters were high in the sense that noone could ever imagined such a tribute. It was then when the highlander costumes felt apart until the airlovers puked on the dance floor. “Such a shame” they said to the dance floor but she passed away not in fear but in the calender of sophisticated forms of malaria.

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