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The hollow rainbow run.  Emmit the gushing colors in the small dome of thought.  Let the cat go crazy and throwing sheets in a full view coverup.  And in the dark kitchen theres the sink, cold and full of dishes.  Get vague.  Plagued by something, and ran off by something, and facing nothing with open hands and a sad moneybags questioning face.  I….  and in goes foot, and out come slop for the masses gobbling up each word like a delicacy and leaving them still hungry for more.  Address the people, address the letter, make it better, deader, and more empty.  Please fill up the air mobile and let the air be air and ill breathe it in all day and night, and ill love my air and ill breathe the same air as heirs and they will have golden breath in the cold, i will have the faux smoke of two dollar cigarettes and stale pot.  Rootless and floating hung by a fishing line over the stage set cardboard and bored.  Ill do you any number of favors for those savory flavors in yer pocket, the blues and the greens, the pinks and the white, and the gold and green.  Merrily we enter the bloodstream.   

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