Does though – quietly, rightly… undeniably – this barebones and nakedly inexpressive Every man’s livid, seething, oft-than-not breathing dreams – set to soliloquy scintillate to proceed vehemently both colloquially amidst
These vying, trying, ten-tonne tones et languishingly symmetrical aside detrimentally error-driven transgenerational eras of languagistic phenomenality, please… …

Ease him on in yet again and for one first interspersed smoke -n’ daggers Time people, pl-ease… for she’s about to show you her spleen-scream