Theirs is this eagerly energy which must subside- somehow. And, then, they will meet us again at the so very sought-after middle : as we twiddle our thumbs and twist our hidden fore- and middle-fingers

Promising all these delicious lies, only all that we can EVER actually do

Is a-c-t completely uncommon whilst also staying… ridiculously resolute and reasonable
At the same time

How’s about a round-of-apologetic-solace-of-applause for t
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e scattering of poised people: prone to acting as though, AS IF(!) they were the only ONES that actually gave a ten-penny tuppence worth of a damn…

It’s all been an utter and outrageoUS WASTE(!!) of their time on earth, even IF it JUST MUST have hurt like no-ones knowing business anymore