And they cannot do it anymore but to – bite the f*ckingbullet and become, a rather certainMOST version
Of, actually.. “an altogether rather illiteRATEmasterpiece.”

Because they HAVE been using-UP the CorrectState of MeanderingMinute
To—- throw their creative caution to the winding of the
WaaaayUP(!) tHeRe wind.

Indeed, there’s a sugarcoated s-i-l-e-n-c-e in there somewhere and it will NEED-TO

Gather itself backTogether: when-EVER they w-a-n-t to BeTheseVagabond=Millionaires(…) Staring one another DEEP-down to the grinding-of-Ground\_||\|\
Round2:: “and the gloves are suddenly OFF(!!) So s-o-f-t to the f*ckingtouch of a CrimsonAndBLUE butterfly, ACTually.”

When their blindness of mind finallyRealises— the waste of aParalysed lifePermittedUnfairly