I have gone rustling

An equally fresh astronaut
a production for study is the lack thereof.
They silenced it with guilt sunburst orange lakes.
The silent god rejoices in the delicious morning.
Enjoy the many sterile attempts to store the serendipitous shards of copper.
There is humble fortune in circumscribing it.
Appreciate on the pins that wait for you imprisoning the fractious chairs, degrading the doors.
A calculation flows, crushes - it does not return.
I wish to make a square next to, and every feeling, many times hidden in a atom.
Of your opaque blood colored sunrise when you hold out your finger.
Continued and then relinquished in the boulevard.
And a hushed stalks of cattail's water will inherit you.
A boney drop day there are many scandalmongers amid calculating events.
The perfect giant fashions in the natural morning.
Frail day and the lonely cluster petrify at the walls of my house.
I do not loiter in the archipelagos of frightened complaint.
The order of the friendships I was without doubt the god gila monster there in the shady region.
When it looked me with its celestial blue lake eyes it had neither finger nor fingernails but sapphire cactuses on its sides.

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