Hard, red, rocky carbon. I am to hold them and control the price. Seldom is the search ceased. Slowly secreted piece by piece. Sanctuary sits with sweat from the sought. Supply and Demand. $weet. Learn to jewel. CLEAVEEEEE MEEEEEEEE. Pressure, heat, and a rigid molecular matrix. High heel for your phalanges. Let limp your wrist, and lift your arm. Forever and ever. Because I said so.
-Yours Truly
Monday, September 14, 2009
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