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The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak
The vodka is good, but the meat is rotten
His mind went blank against the flesh next to him
an empty vessel makes much noise
The fading of love is like leaves crunching under you in the autumn
double digging
empty promise
Will nanotech destroy science fiction?
Wired, old school: Information exchange and the explosive popularity of 17th and 18th century coffee houses
The souls of animals are the minds of sleeping people
Klaproth
BREATHE, Friend.
The release of being useful
sins of the flesh
oxymorphone
Quarantine Game Music
Teen Titans
Matthew
Amiga
and i am lost inside a memory; and i am a figment of reality
Newton under a tree, dreaming
Since U Been Gone
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