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Nonsense falls out of my fingers all day long

Thursday, 28 May 2009

funky 0034/35

Nothing fell out of my fingers when I sat to type the thought that had just flown through me. I picked up the sentence and threw it into the syllable counter. 21. The Lotto Numbers didn't come up properly tonight, there's music but not much sense in words.
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