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INKTOBER 20303 DAY 31-EDN AHAHAHAHAHAHH AHAH H... HAHAER RAHHH RHAHHHREASHDSAH!!!!

Idiots aFUCK YOU Ire infinite And thinkI FINISHE INKOBERing men are numbered Don't I FUCKING FUCKNISHED ITkid yourself This isn't I GUVKINGnews

Let's startHAHAH RAHHRH !!!!!!!!RAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!11 with Tristan BongGRAHAHREAYSHD GR. ... RAHDAHghhh oohhhhohohh. AOOOOOo, alone in the race ConscriptioIM SO SDFDASHUH AUUHHH hhh aUHHHHHHHH!!! RAUUUGHHHHHHH!!!n calling his name One more nightGRAH RGAEHRAG R AHRAH of freedom An heiress hiRAH UUUUUGGG UHHHHU HOOHOHHHHHHOgh up atop the stands

And theOOHHH.... OHOHUUUUU RAHHHH RHAHH!!!! RAHHHHHHHH!!! lines are open That'IM IM ISNDHAUD WHASUD ASIDNSDAs Lucky Star, Eye Sore, Doctor Murphy, Sun Tzu The Clap, MAHAHA. ..ARAAHAHRHAURHAUHAURHAUr. Winner, Spot, Wallace, Mrs. Gonorrhoea Perfect P, DSAYDASU SUFUCK YOU FUCK YO IM AHHR RUU AUUUGUHHeadman Walking, and The Company Favorite

A son hands dad's harUM FI IM GO ING TO FUCKUNG FIP A SESDK IM SO AUUUUGHHH AUUGHFDGDIASI RAOOOUUHUHHH RAOOOOOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOd earned cash to the clerk And she laughs at theIM GOU UUGGG OSDO WOA O IOIII IISDA ADASDIAMSDASU EYES YESU EYS gall of the small guido lips "Put it all on Spot, tYES YESY EShe kid's already won" John Tylеr smeareYESY EYSY ESYS YESAYd with last nights beer Reflеct vomitinUISDU AIIU UHUHHg Chris who dreams his dream is near In the form of ASUUSAU UGUUGIGGGIGIMrs. Gonorrhea

Reporter rAUUGOOGOGOOOeporting the state of affairs Inwardly asksOHOHH... OHHHHH of his prime time hair Why it can't quitWAUUUUHHHOOHOHOHHe rival the manes on these mares The smoothness ciiiii isaio ooasuau HAHAU AUUHA HAUHAUAHAUHUan't compare The gleaming apAHAUHAUHAUHAH AUHAUHA UAHUApliances attract attention The raffle prizeVKLDSFHJDASKJDAs too many to mention Displayed all oveSADHSYAOD9WPOIE JFDHHJSA UGUHUHHr the stadium entrance

HypodermiYASUDHASJD AOOUHHO HOHOc needles Hidden undIIFSUDFUSDDHSDJHDASer a coat sleeves Of sweaty wiseKSAID UHHHUH UHUASD AUWGU!!!!-guy money earning men In search UU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!of the horse to apprehend

The race isIHDKH ASHAHAHAHAH AHHDASHSA about to begin The race is JASUDH ASHUAUHAUHabout to begin

Blondie lockeUASHDASH HAHASUHA UYUF UCKC UFCK FUCK FUCK FUCJZAUA UUGUGH HHUd in 4 Eyes' arms SquirminUASDAS UAUAUHHHHg like a dying fish That's thUUUU OOHHHI IHA W AAHAHAHAHe last I can recall

The raBMBGIMF DK AI IAII!!!!ce was ran Someone JHJAH HAHAHAlost, someone won I came and I stayJKHSD ASIUYHEEL LSOA OLETS GOed and the same ever since, outside The freaks of LETS OGOOOO LETS FUCKING SOthe wilderness, open in spring The time before tGOOO OELTS UFCKime was the time to sing

Unidentified sRAHHHHHH RHASL ETong surging through the brush Transcription futLETS UFCINGF SAODASIUDSAIDUAile, let alone the rush You miss when huUAUUUUUnched and scribbling notes Here no journalisOO....UUUUJJJm is ever in vogue

Despite the attemOOO.....pts of doctors and saints None have recorded its heavenly grace But I stayedIJJUUIIIOOOHH HHHHHH... HHHH HHH, and stayed, and stayed

That race was ran thirty years back And each dayIIHH since the same Peel back the witness of a million catastrophes To see the spotty remnants each has left

I forget in which cups I've pissed From which I can sOOOOUUUtill drink Tonight it's so cold my feet are shrinking Groping around for the sides of my boot

It's no night for the blind With all these sirens I envy the deaf mutes Some killer on the loose again Some idiot at large Some Chinese moose again

An excuse for the sarge No sirens all silent The log cabin's silent No killer either No creeks in the floor Log cabin, what cabin? A shack's all I have

Yes, my cubbyhole's stuffed with skeletons But my neighbours are stuffed with anthrax Where does that leave us?

I came thirty years back From Salafessien, via South Schlagenheim To Sunterum and Sunterime The late Sun Sugar's home town

Buried not far from here My only friend Neighbor, what neighbor?

My shack is all alone This pen, changing lines One line at a time Blindness? What blindness? Sweet blindness

A little laughter, a little silence A little magic, a little kindness A little all over me, yes me

The first, the last, the everything No trace of anything No sin, no life, no fun, no time, no any-fucking-thing No one, no yes, no house, no shack, no A, no B, no C, no et cetera No one, no two, no et cetera No school, no life, no work, no time, no book No art, no point, no truth, no use, no friend No know, no knot, no hole, no birth, no end, no real, no fake

No king of this useless nameless non-land No end to this nothing nonsense non-song No day set for my saviors arrival, to carry me far Across green waters, above the sky or below the depths Among the white cloud or red steppe

Or to fly forever in-between ends Or in-between in-betweens Or in-between no-between Or no nothing, no saviour, no journey, no end A thousand years of no nothing hiding from nothing

No reason to hide sins or reason not to sin No reason to pretend No reason to pretend there is not no reason

Oh, yes Blondie ran on the track 4 Eyes got stuck in the rail The reporter was caught getting sweaty in the stable Blondie gone, 4 Eyes gone, Guidos gone, Clerk gone, Chris gone

Tristan Bongo the man who never left Tristan Bongo never left Still here I stayed

The clown can be a martyr The whore can be an angel

The hack becomes a master The crass becomes divine The infinite, infinitesimal

And all sins irrepressible

No use digginHI GUYS . Hello all. i just want to say that i fucking did it guys i fucking did it i fucking finished inktober i can finally top stdrawing now i can stop drawing im so proud of myselfg holes to hide The rupture comes and leaves no stone unturned

So don't wish for anything

The clown can be a martyr The whore can be an angel

The hack becomes a master The crass becomes divine

The infinite, infinitesimal All sins irrepressible