Of Bookish Things on Nostr: All is ridiculous, except the sighs. Is everything meaningless except death? God is ...
All is ridiculous, except the sighs.
Is everything meaningless except death?
God is tight: Memory said goodbye to the hand. Sale Ends Soon! By choosing, develop and advance the frame, something different will become an impression of voice-essence, and individuality. Look, the evidence of the gift will come. There is still that pure and beautiful scent when spiritual mannequins awaken for the first time. First, look for daggers. Be the first on your street to own one today!! The government is like a real family, and we all come together to laugh - ha ha ha. Oh-God and family, take the first, skin to the neck, perhaps, your wine cup-bearer, the fish that suffers in the hands of gloom claimers, or even the king himself seeks past midnight. The first is our value and the second is your keystone mass creation. They all gave this gift - honey brandy and the mermaid wife's tears, it came from you, you know they take it seriously. Now the piles are farther away. And for your country I weep. The silent leaves, the wind, my children and I, our people are gone. Who is the man of the city? Let the love tones be lonely. I had to hold “The You” tightly in the metamorphosis.
Is everything meaningless except death?
We all come together to laugh - ha ha ha.
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Is everything meaningless except death?
God is tight: Memory said goodbye to the hand. Sale Ends Soon! By choosing, develop and advance the frame, something different will become an impression of voice-essence, and individuality. Look, the evidence of the gift will come. There is still that pure and beautiful scent when spiritual mannequins awaken for the first time. First, look for daggers. Be the first on your street to own one today!! The government is like a real family, and we all come together to laugh - ha ha ha. Oh-God and family, take the first, skin to the neck, perhaps, your wine cup-bearer, the fish that suffers in the hands of gloom claimers, or even the king himself seeks past midnight. The first is our value and the second is your keystone mass creation. They all gave this gift - honey brandy and the mermaid wife's tears, it came from you, you know they take it seriously. Now the piles are farther away. And for your country I weep. The silent leaves, the wind, my children and I, our people are gone. Who is the man of the city? Let the love tones be lonely. I had to hold “The You” tightly in the metamorphosis.
Is everything meaningless except death?
We all come together to laugh - ha ha ha.
Buy While Quantities Last - Bonus Bottle with a package of Existential Threads.
#Dadaist #DadaistExistentialism #DadaistAlchemy #Dadaism