Modesto yeast comes home
We were elaborate
The sun would coast
An atmosphere a plentiful terrain
A place to look at paper proclaimed to last
With nothing on there is a question
Stones young or otherwise
Trap doors leading
Correspondence
Death where depth has posed unlimited restraint
In a moment naturally this
Versus punctuation with a curve
These minutes collectively
Assembly fields hold elements
I weather you have weathered everything
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