an extravagance of a familiar kind.
willing. needing. and wanting.
waiting, filing and looking.
Find it in the hard floors of the wilderness.
surely they will bow to you.
the crown will wave in your hands lusting for the appreciation you so sorely need.
the fools will doubt the truth of antimatters.
and coinsurances
the issue of love is grandiose.
as most would reverse the idea..
I wished to purchase such a quary.
blundering in my own consequences.
fluttering in my own air.
I would swear control as mine.
and it would belong to no other.
river, such overuse of expression flow unto thee.
mild heartache crushes stones to powder as would a mountain in it's eruption
false respect paid to the murderers.
break glass unwittingly
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