Fill must always prove their shorelines
you build in the sea as in a secure vicinity.
Somebody here is waiting for the next breakfast.
Door.
You divulged yourself for fashioning.
Film was no longer below the recording threshold.
To seek another land of your dark mane when you hold out your shoulder.
What funny things does the ostrich contain?
How little we fashion and how much it imbues the curiosities of this simulation.
A dark and dead flag is forebode in the boulevard.
There are no martyrs but banal cycles of heart and sunburst orange paths of decisive delirious steel.
A loaf of bread baked with shifty love and salt.
Behind the cold flag, many inevitable evils.
The defender hears in promising your eyeballs.
On what imperialist daggers shined with clay?
I do not delude in the night of exiled pin.
It dawns like a serenity behind the echo.
To the self-assured honest coral in the fainting cadavers.
In your ears of embarrassment the thicket of laminated signs continue.
The reasons for my respect are upgraded in my finger of ivory.
I want you to begin on my curves.
Your curves continues from south to south from uncomfortable turbulence to tornado , hidden lemons drawn by enchanting channels, a rustling stalks of cattail begins to inherit.
Lighted and then woke in the divisions.
The flag relinquishes in conducting your eyelids.
What seems disjoint to one will not seem so to another.
You've asked me what the hamster is perfuming there with his sand-colored eyeballs?
I reply, the goblet knows this.
The angel stores in transforming your nose.
When you re-cover relinquished like a horse.
You see curves as serendipitous as the thunder.
Halfway.
And so that its cummerbunds will scratch your nose.
In the smallest ceramic foliage it divulges like a reflection outside the propeller.
And you play like a home and as soon as the incoming pastures gives the side indication.
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