The hand that held itself hostage – in one Sense anyway. To quarrel romantically both instrumentally with the bones of itself.. is to cause all elements of words to refashion and enhance themselves

AND for them to rhythmically collide and COMFORTABLY both conformably comprehend .. what the other person attempts to feel

All of this aforementioned and via the bias toward that glorious unearthing of brand new and wildfire word(s), or tales of deceptive interpolation, rather

A lapse for paused-and-courteous concentration, as she brings the might of her literary mind in the night BACK TO LIFE, and for One Next Time

All of these a fast paced interpretation of overemphasis and nostalgic reminiscences that, seemingly, Only She Can See

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