If I were a gremlin I'd kill all the asians. I'd sneak into the movie theaters like a sly villain on screen. I couldn't then help but express my thirst. My need to refill my pitcher was great. Essentially we're all living while sleeping. Death is a waking mistake. Living in China wasn't so bad for the first couple hours. Until you realize who the true gremlins are.
It's as if they all live under bridges. My imagination tells me that everything they see is a delusion and that's what makes them how they are (slanteyed). It would take angels to change fate. Even though it would still be predestined. It's all in the big books. The enemy is hiding in playing sight. If only it weren't so obvious that asians must go back to the interior of this planet.
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