Aleph Alpha
(c) 2009
(11/09)
It is eight fifteen this tuesday. I am hanging for better results along La Grande Muraille de Chine. It is dark, the moon high rises.
The clock appeared to have well spun since I last deathed .
IN THE LIGHT RIGHT Jesus
I dwindle at the end of a red and dark handed clock
The police caught some internet thieves in Berkshire,
I fly over the rainbow
Animal Magnetism
I dwied before I eracted
In the hope of twenty lilies
The old used sofa
I was conceived thereo
I was born July 27...July 27 and a plane
segregatelly kills some bodies in a eith minutes free for all
at
Ground One
Ground Zero
I spun above and see some dark flames
overneath
Ont. woman accused of sex with dog, toddler
