Hide gold there. Try it. You have some. Sands and stones. Heavy of the past. Sir Lout’s toys. Mind you don’t get one bang on the ear. I’m the bloody well gigant rolls all them bloody well boulders, bones for my steppingstones. Feefawfum. I zmellz de bloodz odz an Iridzman.
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#Ulysse 750
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#Ulysse 591
18 septembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacRhythm begins, you see. I hear. Acatalectic tetrameter of iambs marching.
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#Ulysse 806
21 avril 2014, par Guillaume VissacWhen night hides her body’s flaws calling under her brown shawl from an archway where dogs have mired.
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#Ulysse 609
6 octobre 2013, par Guillaume VissacWhere is poor dear Arius to try conclusions ? Warring his life long upon the contransmagnificandjewbangtantiality.
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#Ulysse 602
29 septembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacSpouse and helpmate of Adam Kadmon : Heva, naked Eve.
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#Ulysse 773
19 mars 2014, par Guillaume VissacDo you see the tide flowing quickly in on all sides, sheeting the lows of sand quickly, shellcocoacoloured ?
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#Ulysse 760
6 mars 2014, par Guillaume VissacTheir blood is in me, their lusts my waves.
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#Ulysse 896
20 juillet 2014, par Guillaume VissacPrix de paris : beware of imitations. Just you give it a fair trial. We enjoyed ourselves immensely.
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#Ulysse 606
3 octobre 2013, par Guillaume VissacThey clasped and sundered, did the coupler’s will. From before the ages.
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#Ulysse 681
17 décembre 2013, par Guillaume VissacYou were a student, weren’t you ? Of what in the other devil’s name ? Paysayenn. P. C. N., you know : physiques, chimiques et naturelles. Aha.