Let yourself tick every single box ’til the whole damn thing begins to crack under the severe weight of instrumental pressure
All flowing fair serenely before eventually getting to cascade from your metaphorical quill
Right down upon
That tick-tock//tock-tick seemed to pull itself on back for all of an hour
These hands seemingly prepared to do ninety and nothing all at once
Willing her on to meet a self-imposed deadline of a rather brain-storming, heart-warming kind
Find a word and you will find a way
To say all of these many things which do cause your reddened tongue to tie itself on into a masterfully bow
Pretty deceitful really, peeling right away the seemingly embedded interior from you
Settle your mind, let your goal be of utter gluttony in this thirst-ridden instance

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