If there is an inescapable weight within their brain then they may as well — walk with that paused and Impassioned, whichever else, full stop. It’s
Iconic to have done what they did and do and will continue… “they were making it UP inside of their jaded yet equally enthusiastic heads while the whole lot of us were
Talking: about the state of utter honour inside actually.” What if, though, they know when to abstain from it all and when, Oh, why(?) to cry stylistic tears of undeniable… contentment.
Until the next day’s workload takes human SHAPE, they might as well —- > fade furiously out of place(!) “Where to place down their fingers next may just become another person’s favourite most anticipated realm of DreaM.”
