Throwing daffodils at the whole damn thankless thing we seem to’ve behaved in a mostly… nightly manner of all hands Upon deck.. it’s a shaky faced existence and we will not relinquish..
Our endless state of Dostoyevskian fate. For the people in the middle of magnanimous we will need to truly trust
In another state of favoured and favOURite portrayal. “When we did it we did it all with our minds multiplied and our task filled instances utterly reminiscing…
When it’s difficult… .” The rhythm may still speak wilfully with and of itSELF.. altho~~ iconic pEoPlE seem to carry with them a catering
Arrow and BOW… down by the beneath of these steeply placed hilltops, we shall not cop the effing hell on. NOT unLESS
We sense a digression from making yet another marvellous impression. “Do they really think about the time it took to take their minds to that alternative place or were they… indeed These hyperVigilant people of OFT-instantaneous interplay?”
