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 96P96 Overkill

96P96
96P96
Overkill
96P96
 There was a tour group outside the front door of the lieberry just clapping hands and making noise like a pep rally gone mad so eye immediately decided they were out there killing mosquitoes in a vain attempt at worship when the tour lady gave her little speech she said to access print jobs you must have a cat card and be a student or an affiliate has she forgotten us the public users the visitors card will work in the same manor. Perhaps she was just wound up about the priority today they get to kick people away with the tips of shiney boots when the facility is over run with over kill. Eye was not given the opportunity to build a house with money as the glue but only homelessness will rule the avenues eye glide like mice eye see in every dark place like Gilead and Gideon the sun will stay a while in sky while eye try to live just one more horrible day come. In a public facility there should be some public people in your efforts to ignore the individual you die. There is really no real reason to even have society without the individual there is no group there is no football without the nine or wait is it eleven now. Nine men line up to toss a ball around the field and run to bases oh that's Baseball football is so different a creature making nature seem like GOD letting GROWN men collide and knock each other down for fun and over kill the rest. A homeless line is served not ici but in a different city the nurses let the druggies have the goodies no one is served when they get seconds before eye get my tray time. They gave me yogurt and bananas and some fruity drinks nothing to complain about but also nothing to write home about and also nothing that a grown man wants to eat. A handicap person can be a mental problem waiting just to happen but to access the facility use of this main lieberry the user has to have a group. He has to have an appointment made for him. Many people move around with access denied or frowned upon the liver still tried to function as long as not too many fifths is swallowed down the hatch the next batch will be ready Tuesday Griffey just remember now to strain the bucket out.  There is no substitute for thinking fast on feet not walking anymore unless absolutely called upon he uses cell phone only as he crawls along on bended knee he asks the professor to let him slide he lost his notes he wants to hide he hates to take the test he wants to pass his grade too bad the instructor of this classroom was not gay. A boy challenged for the time to eat he buys the food adjusts his IPOD on the run eye cannot guess what tunes were running in his brain at lunch no rest he tried to access almost FIVE$$$$$ dollars worth of food. Not even finished he hurried off to class not even penciled in yet he is just one god particle of masses his life as far too hurried up no value in the accident of birth that raised him from the dead. Eye want my flower to grow and florish more yet afforded her no guilty conscience yet the love afforded her is gold and blessed the happiness is better than a $$2 dollar shawl eye would have bought her at the yard sale today she would have worn it in the sun to keep away the burn oh happy day we would have kissed each other's hands she would have walked until we both had gotton far too hot for shade we would have loved. Perhaps the millions of the masses producing methane gasses will produce the Golden Rule in overkill.


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