Wherever we long to go this is turning out a little preposterous, don’t you just think? – a living and breathing manic disgrace
Been meaning to remind ourselves all over again, so sad that it is in fact quite alarming
Remember when a soft and wholesome walk in the bespoke Carlisle woods caressed all of these utterly correct items on our to-do list?
A blast of altogether necessary romantic interjection – now seemingly gone and buried with the dead animals on out there
Tell me this, were we ever truly prepared, or simply human taxidermists of our own doing… replicating what’s entirely insane one step at a downtrodden time
Tell me again, where oh where in the name of God do we get to place this particular kind of blame!?

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