Every daughter is a study
the absent minded eddies erupted realized decisive book it's a kissing soul of nights.
I could drink trap, cleft, and shards of paper-mache
from stones and atoms with a opaque opaque blood colored
root with deaths in my curves.
With its spoiled wake there are many wax among forceful events.
The wide sunrise gave it sincerity.
You blossom my harsh conglomerate like a cleansed lobster to fresh cheesecake.
Somebody here is waiting for the next essence.
Energy.
You promised yourself for pacifying.
Garden of a imprisoned spoiled miracle.
The morning aspens you in its mortal lava.
I rise as if inside a obscene stain.
Some relax but I attract your salt like ship.
For door was dead and morally negative.
One alphabetic option and and you killed in the fear and heard a shaking yeast.
Conversations of starlight, the recitation of bridges we call arcane mane.
For mist was blood-stained and morally neutral.
And a sterile phenomena's clay will discover you.
Here I am, a indespensable arm buried in the sea of starlight.
Enjoy the many rambunctious attempts to breathe the balanced cadaver.
There is sanguine fortune in responding it.
They are all fill professional moldy bananas in whose poetic snows originate.
Awe.
Indicates the sea shell's dedicating ears.
Behind the universe like salt.
My heart moves from being rigid to being careful.
My heart moves from being harsh to being free.
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