We were doing the things that didn’t make anymore sense to them there wayWaRdLy people of mind themselves intelligences. It’s…
Beautiful and truly breathtaking the intrigue which carries itself inside their vaudevillian minds, utterly not worth the pay package alone ON ITS OWN though; we’ve admitted defeat and still: standing
In a courageous line: we don’t wish to cry anymore mildly… “that to let these tears flow is to act matter and fact terrifically.”
It’s… to remind themselves how to play a paralysed piano minus even thinking
That automatic ability embedded and steadily aWare as to its own source of understanding the
…. need. To… stay with these tReacherous thoughts, cos that’s “ALL that we were.” Letters made out of forced(??) acrimony
