Jurnal Perang Andiboy

within the pencils the air was cold.
layers of this plan and that plan are bold
and section is certain suicide.

24/7.
we believe in

here our midnite crew.
caffeine. generous smokes. caffeine
bones are down. lowering your eyes and past’em.
dream recalls

an A2 a piece of paper
other lines and ink in millimeters.

hell are calatrava and corbusier
ain’t nothing but a motivation.

sliiperysobgibberishbob
i am no mr. spokesman.

24/7
we believe in

we are washing machine. in the verge of automatic shut down
we are washing machine for a little trouble deadlyline

we believe in.

and in two days after we’ll be die burried down for a heaven of a

we are dead.

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