When they thought about the treasureD and Measured Nature of having had an ultimatum in all of this – their autumnal pedigree really did
Seek to surely deal with its own fair game attitudinal situation. If the artist and the accountant really were all of that different IN THE staged plACE… “then why were we both…
Calculatedly obsessed with making the imaginatively CorReCt choice that tIme(?!)” And how about taking the raking together and gently caressed nature of affixed understanding/$
& mollycoddling nothing at ALL actually. “Strongly erring UPon the REASONABLY impossible, she did the ground work whilst her monitored mind…
Sought for frightfully.. succinct reminders of: a life loved and lIved and LARGELY aforesaid CalcUlatEd(!)” We didn’t do anything except to understand the credible, that, Ahem… working of word AGAIN – —->>> CALCULATION of
Enough mile high storylines to REALLY set the world (within our very own minds) = comfortably Alight.
It’s enough now, it’s enough then… and it’s certainly been enough whenever
He played the game as famously as a GaMelY piece of crappy minded meat. Even if: this Mind NEVER really minded at all…
How large AND “HI(!!!)” these Walls ALL really were~~~ because exCepT for the respect felt it’s a neglected state of starry minded abbreviation … if we were to R-E-A-L-L-Y let ourselves think about it, even if the last thing we really wish to have done
Is to’ve thought about thinking in the first place AT ALL
