It is when all courageous moments catch creative fire again, when all angles of disenfranchised eyes comfortably collide, decode and delicately decide … To mightily realign this time!

Oh, by the heartfelt might of crazed design – On the paralyzed person’s problematical part.

Yet, we have to ask… but can they really PERHAPS gather their misplaced gainings and st-ART

To carry a dancing heart.. … Is to search the (swollen sea-shelled) seashores for a preciously kept piece of everybody else’s less-kept secrets?

Oh, my — brought back together by the kind gracidity of enough humongous overtures and especially given over

By way of a miraculous sense of belonging again… And (beautifully) bargaining to make singular sense of only ever themselves.

Of sometimes.. Just sometimes… of … Somebody else

This ((crying-shamed)) time

Oh, my — can her water-work eyes really feel the weight of the w(h)ine at the fall of ‘kindly’ nighttime

Fueled this time – To collaborate and creatively collide.

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