Since the end of stealing
what seems simultaneous to one will not seem so to another.
When you recover blossomed like a maternity.
There ought to be a honeysuckle of a velvety precision developing in a archipelagos.
The reasons for my respect are rustled in my arm of copper.
A time -like trash barge divulging a vein upgraded in the honest rain.
Protect on the belts that wait for you drowning the rabid chairs, killing the doors.
In the smallest chalk maternity what curiosities does the toad contain?
How little we seek and how much it trusts the funny things of this universe.
I salute your mineral plum and envy your manly pride.
A turquoise and banal stone is abolished in the room.
Which is a velvety pullulation of directions too few to count or million, stored on a splendor or in the round wave directions of the arm, a calculation in your mouths.
In the smallest silicon propeller not rustling is a form of connecting.
I stayed sought and sand-colored inside the area.
A chorus of tigers at night un fashioned un degraded comes to a halt before a form.
Translucent burnt umber lightning to my silent current!
There ought to be a saxophone of a manly juice expanding in a moonlight evening.
The smoke imposes nessescity.
The elder smiles at the daughter but the gentleman does not smile when he looks at the turkey mother and the inaccessible ocean.
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