They draw short straws for the sake of drawing someone else’s certainly extraordinary. They even seem
Windswept and courteously courageous at the same time. It’s a gracious little conversation in the corners of Paradise which has set to seed: her
Tantalised Mind:: “if I do anything right and regular then, please, let it be to’ve instigated something wonderful in thee.” She’s been
Prioritised by enough plagiarised people NOW to bravely send their souls to the happiestGrave Knowing. Altho__
What if she needed to help another utterly person only to’ve dug TOO-deep Inside of their Dostoyevskian-mind? It’s
Unheard of for them to’ve wasted their time in the most pragmatically automatic manner actually. She’s going for it hard and HARSH.. and hell~for~leather, she’s
Designed to be… “one and kind. Not as if ONE OF A KIND because… that’s
Its own OLDhat thing and game of legendAry status.” Maybe, though, she need not know..
What everybody else might think of her… less than LESS… deep breaths…
Than L-E-S-S(….) than a point of a point… of a mesmerised PERCENTAGE(!)
That thing called: listening to nothing and hearing even less THAN THE FAMOUSLY ABRUPT EXPRESS TRAIN of bRaIn, and if there is a rain~shower then
She may as well dance DEAFENINGLY (!!)
