What if they wobbled their way towards wonderful, and what if: “it all came at them like a cloak and stagger masterPEACE. IT’s an unusual state of eventual affairs and they caged themselves together = to gee themselves up and feel +unUSUALLY real. It’s
Been a rhapsodic MAsterclAss and they like to behave as if: brutishly brought back to believing In
All the other things. When the pressure within plays its own unashamed game of prey pretend, And the pretend pre-tense they prefer to use
can cause us all Sorts of Abuse : abrasively speaking, she’s erring on utter defeat
Happy still albeit – breaking bounds to rule her very own Roost, “as the angles angle at their own source of momentous equilibrium (!)” We didn’t mean to shy away and cry / even if our GinAndTonic=minds had been
Utterly BelIeving.. .
