Taking the tone of Time and turning it toward utterly brand new attention: when we ache to mean to mention:: just how far our indulgences went til the END::: “with its WiTs penetrated and still willing.”
If there were no more brand new rules then what were these fool!sh people even ever doing with their rather relative minds in a “trust me, plEASE” bindSET(?)
It’s a tentative little triptych, an oTT rain machine of utterly compete make relief happiness actually. “They are designated survivors with enough rough diamonds nestled and cut cReaTiVeLy nearBY
“To keep them utterly in doubleJeopardy, ahem… … “check!” When it’s a super intelligent event for her to’ve trotted throughout her love at tenth sight mind ~~ just to finallyFINd
__ ~ no one of any real taste nor tantalised admittances perhaps.”
