Over the small hours adaptable
Just push the bed laughing stock.
Although that deep night to shiver
This porcelain has burns hurt.
dear child
I'm just a noob.
Your tender little situations
Paying a reduced form
Removing a dry powder
Love margin
This took shape.
The persistently troubles
To pay it
These people did not really
The supplement
Rejected bitterness inside.
alone Love
Loving kindness is reflected.
I just love what never was
You do not need to fear really.
Under a picture
It has a very rough time
Make like a lie.
The small man with me tonight
It's going to lay a blanket covering.
Kenyan Judiciary gardeners are
Chrome to the boil.
To dissolve the dream
It's going to evoke a deeper sleep.
I'll coax the morning.
Try to induce sleep.
Right now I'm a left.
Hello from sleeping infants.
author: @musethu
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