Everyone has an identity in the heavens, and the depths below, live, laugh, love, do the carpets match the drapes, what’s your answer to loyalty, in your personality, how much is there, the inconsistencies, if the world was to look, would you be ugly, beautiful or pretty, and smelling like a flower, such a pretty face, but such big nipples, my type of girl, when the cookie crumbles, will my penis be leaning towards a side, if I took it up the butt, would I be scared, how big is your size, four inches of infinity, my heart exploded, the paper barrier has been pierced, bleeding fruit, does it hurt, blood and the pain that accompanies it, rising to heaven, or rooted in blood-soaked hell, I’m Asian, and my skin is yellow, under Saturn’s star, as the moon, my lover watches, my first reaction is to laugh, your daughter peaks into the room, a seed planted and a universe growing, Emily, why are you like this, nature, so whimsical, life like a dream, dust in the wind, fleeting, the branch continues to extend, when does the fat lady sing, marriage, echo, and death, at the end, will I still be laughing, the light which I cared to reach, and the road I’ve been walking, if I looked back, would it make sense to me, life like a flash, and a fruit is plucked, if your father watched, there would be no surprises...

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