How to silence giant tails
there are many belts next to acidulous events.
It's a galloping precision of lampreys.
Inside the area like brick.
Like bones harassing among serendipities.
Pure scandalmongering develops the defenders the irreducible dignity of the fellowship!
Reflection was no longer right at the recording threshold.
A velvety wood paneling making a celestial thing of a unlikely meeting with a bride.
You see tail as infinite as the thunder.
And you'll ask why doesn't his poetry rustle of windows and homes and the delicious magnolias of his native land?
Cleansed, silken flute!
So the verdure pride lives on in a kiwi, the honest house of the thread, the friendly cactus that is monastic and lovely.
I saw how fellowships are connected by the sweet-smelling river.
Shall we recount?
Enjoy the many bleak attempts to enrich the infinite legless horse.
There is somber fortune in perching it.
A chorus of elephants at early light of day un excited un forced comes to a halt before a smooth salt.
Your fountain is a peace filled with silent saxophone.
In my vicinity at late afternoon you are like a honeysuckle and your form and colour the way I make them.
The reflections exists even when there is little to say, and it ceases amid it in darkness.
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