A SPEECH ABOUT THE MOON
I think, “The moon is mine and all the craters are mine.”
Then I begin to think, “I am covered with drizzling grief.”, “I have all the ice blue sinning birds.”, “I control the sea.”, and “Everything sticks out of the sea.”
Then I plunge my hand into the air and say, “I want to eat the fighting swordfish in the sea who stick
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