N-Trinsic Marvel, Very Much So Specific N His Cryptic.
Mythic M.ON.S.T.E.R., Please, Don't Panic.
Clinic Of Venutian Virginity N The Outer Cosmos.
Peace,2 The Stars & The Satellites.
Lights Of A Heavenly Scepter.
Elixir Of Green Lava From A 4Bidden Planet.
Regret Goes Away As I Near Saturn.
Yearn 4, The Nowgone, Earth, No Longer Of This Pleasant Cosmic.
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