There’s this thing about having it all and they didn’t even wish to want such a live-working AND WIRING of thing, albeit equallyEntranced: we draw our BreathOfBREATHS and prepare
Ourselves to DaNcE with Daffodils and dandelions at hand— and, AND.. …. annnd “try as we might, there appears to have been a deluded sense of fair OwnershipWith=in this particular peculiarity ofTime(…)”
And why, They may ask that unchanged questionaGAIN..
Didn’t these people perish when theyPromisedTheyShould(!?) Or are they still in fact walking about like beautiful heart attacks?
