hm. the c optic sounds like what the Cathedral-Mother keeps telling me.
Thanks, it kinda breaks the monotony, her voice is getting rather dull

perhaps i should frame it, paste it on a screen nearby...

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Verzonden: maandag 27 maart 2006 16:25
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Onderwerp: C ubit, C optic

 
C ubit
 
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bage b lister ream c hug kinda costy f lock b
ush s hit s cald uh t drance blut tw ist the hand
les omb rages cubit dusted – c one con e – lab
it up ‘n cough  .s top  .stip pled nam ed a t ag
whirl you doppler sagging p hone an tick et grasse
 
 
 
 
C optic
 
pust nor ule nor h aft nor log nor rhea nor
domin axtrix said you keeper  ?off the
fog  ?ply pile ,spen drift grist led tuna
heaping in yr pock et a coptic lens tap
ed against the s pore f lung leg h ushed
wile stinging ,deep nor sput nor lick nor ha nor


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