The Oh my love, love,

leave my son is a good morning.

Some people call me the space cow boy.

Some people call me the Space Cowboy.

Yeah.

Some call me the gangst of love.

I was traveling in an open desolate field which appeared to be very there.

I beheld a beautiful stream of water which ran from the east of the west.

I could see a rope running along the bank of it, about as high as a man can reach and beyond me was a low but very pleasant valley.

In which stood a tree such as I had never seen before.

It was a extremely important standing opponent amongst both of which were on the same side of the stream. I discovered in the tree standing upon its most

which were on the same side of the street,

and after beholding them a four time,

I saw one of the most surrounded with a bright belt

that shone like a

test of her.

And as wide as snow was. shown like furnished gold, but far more brilliant.

Presently a gentle breeze pass by in this trin and circle with this.

There that when I looked, I beheld tons of flames,

and circling as it where my immediate vicinity.

And look, I'm just going to come right out and say it.

People were stoned out of their minds.

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