chimes press open the alongside of a keepsake morning glyphed if cave is near the inner ear rescinds the spry outreach of lollygag I press my luck you press your luck etcetera
greetings to what might be about to happen on the upside of the broadside of an interrupted filmstrip formed by younger eye
content am I contentment is the arching of a growing population of found heart released from the projection on familiar walls
an aqua to be melted with pure silver and dispatched to cloth to lay upon and shift the tone of skin
one moves in smiles this third of the way there wherever health is brimming over with conjoined acceptance of the color jaune
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