At first, chaos calmed at a metaphorical rate of balanced endeavour; that enviable ability to refreshen a page of dead-ended ‘no-go’ area… Here she goes (again)

With her mind electrically under-enunciated by the might of a riptorn writer’s unsightly both frightfully fulfilling hand, and then these peripheral people will riotously remain…

Primed, embedded and rather recklessly both readily available to set a glass-faced sea of imaginative Imaginarium of impending swing at a full and characteristic-driven level

Of character-laden cast, iron and d-u-t-i-f-u-l-l-y prepared to fail.

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Pen.dulum, please! “Wave at Me”- for her mind has yet to make itself matter anymore.

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