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Double Sell out. the old pass out. but at least the dark circles are going away. Miah thank you for the complement.
here is a poem I wrote for my room mate. I have to say it loses something in word wrap.

My name is Gornick

my name is gornick. I fly though the sky!

my name is gornick
my game to gornick
who plays it better
no




bodyeeeeeeeeeeeee



Oh yes Gornick is my name and fame/shame would be bad end rhymes for this line
long as it was nothing could come close to gornick
for he was like a magent that pushed people away when they tried to be like him and drew them quick and close when they were opposite. Oh gornick I remember the first time I saw you sawing away on the bass like a demented carpenter. I saw your sweetness then, your tenderness the parts the world never wants to see. yeah if you scrolled this far you see I'm stealing from myself
I wonder what literary scholarship will be like in this computer age and with that idle ponder I have locked myself or rather this .txt from it.
fifty one grill owns your base.

Ben Seeman 10:03pm 12.04.04 no dollars no cents and I just said the date.


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hmmmm yeah without that excessively long line it doesn't have the same umph.