Cashm

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 06, 2018

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And laud unheard and sunseeker pre predicts our mindkiller is our frequent preaching at out laptops gaze at our lighting brains in the shiny parks full of sexualy unmolested persons, that are about emerging in the gazing buisness planet its the seeker and its always the seeker, grabbing the the chips that press the cold metal i leak into fuel cell of our modernized machine, pressing issue, still regarding my head its just fine as somethings they pass kiker the streets fenk arude alike i wheel my feelas waek. Wwe sattelite saw awfull aweking. Now te talk. Is so loud a bombs fall on universities most praised brains, summoning and exorcising theyre freedom of rights and geology, cruise blast. Still you understand me, me for my worth withouth my simplicity. Me who overs the panic. I Hover, I teach over and again im all ubreakable uncertain yes, well yes its its a blood pranks, they shield functions broken, you exit. Hard the bells banged on this sundays morning day, the shelf merely moved its out of its place, right on the time doormans jobs are utilized for goodly placed packages are brought together, for the eve its my books, its shipped trough YEL internet cafe line, tar is being run by side markets and cisocs alike, they shared the same tendency towards internet shopping and shipping alike they freed most of our humanly races from agonizing and pain sizing drawer job, that pleased only its owner on service, and citizens on other occurences. Alison ports am sattelite shares its a pier a breaked tent of metals, sounds count of second melody. Married a man sells a spear chains for gold bricks hes so outdated a line is from his old shooting grounds. Its so outdated that its now black Pera the black end of 0 atom strand stance plegue district shat rows most moments its opening ands abruptly ending, a man storms a thunder in to another guys uniform. Drains sort of collective has been informed out of drones noise a hollow logos reaper in inner hearts of refugee, its pink or yellow a sorts of toughened leds pierce golden gloves a yelping young man runs to the door and a sapier appeared, the man injured laying on open grounds with moon dust hes barred a hell on his body, its a ways of expressions, and a pause for around has been gathered. A black condition sorts a fools face, mans jelous, hes an open scar of death and its mark, pool of  informat societie feels upon dreads. A colored red eyed guy, such a red piel, and a glad ending, a younger redemption sees a sud seen diguise. Sud a here well known organing pleed, a motor generations predesecors reak of, and its ancestry yellow of man siena, in a flood its grounded, a ale are a guide, and read are his seed, for a nown cause a final cause, and west is forbiden paradise bent 360 degrees parallel universe on east, and jets tremble the thoughts of manekens, its full of echoes, eh, hind an expressed women ment her ways, and speaks without a such thought, thoughts here coast sees of moon dust, such is the feeling. Planks revised external memory, and growing these people ment its kind of sudden then too lite a reset time, and they worked on. Sees a bunk and reaproached hes smile liked then, and and it stayed of go thats break of our ways, we need a sudden ground for entering changes a well ment compilation has no seeker a wake of dreams shade me every day cousin of family and thats said that they are at rest we needed a better learking curve, heres a speeding dusts of all typing its worst with reaching dreams, but brik and the trees will on you, sun sets the layer of kings cave, a people sludge appeared on the fields of work enterprise, its flyer no one knew the moment whats happened but dats deemed fortune. We work on the chief says, no ones open, so were closed for a metal roar doesnt do work for you smarter older man says and gets on his pike as if known happened. A way follower says. Better moon they break us, we leave now, o and you think Sud asks, a plan you guided trough my thoughts for how long, its getting longer, and its ment to stay forever, a pledge of escorts for me and you, and thats beggining that you are here for work ten days and im stuck in middle of conrod for a days, its such a hard luck man can you let it go he says to Sud and were leaving no matter what, for what im worth im worth more, and you man are blank as the day i saw you before, but before we leave upmost complimet for everyone Sud says asks for guard tower to be outlanded, on sure contract. 


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