It’s clearly a dissuasion between this and that other person; a frankly prioritised mind finds time to have been an awfully interrogative affair indeed: fair to say(!?)
And they’ve ogled, aDdLeD and added their eyes AND minds to the sky-of-Light. Tonight
Theirs is no layabout existence, ACTually: it is, in-fact, a take-none-of-it-back
Dollop of downright amazingly cacophonous resilience: we will watch them walk and talk and stop at the sight of these sickening and cyclical thoughts…
That cause their magnificence of aforementioned minds: to do one of two things, and she’d just much prefer to SIT DOWN, plEASE(!)
And to an unANTICIPATED DEGREE —
Of impossibly enlarged calmness and quietude, actually; she is NOT being rude, she is merely eager to survive an impenetrable onslaught which fought
To demise her Dostoyevskian life
