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Cut My Hair With a Kitchen Knife, He Was a Blindfolded Visionary. Everything And Nothing Was Going On in His Precious Head, Overfed On ;Chemicals and Conversation A Speeding Train Without a Station Crashed At My Event-horizon Feeling For the Switch to Turn His Eyes On.And in the News, They Have to Say He Is ABlinfolded Visionary. I Scrape the Clouds Of Rouge From His Face and He's White As Noise.

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