Dear God, when the sight of the light has missed your soul, what do you do? For if I wait then this is what is going to be the hope I don’t get into trouble again enthralled by the shine of the nervous. And you would say that you hope the same thing, at least you’ve got to love these beers and crisps.
Although, missing in ineffable agility I find I must say shrinking boulder under a blue moon. And the waterfall of failed gravitation that springs above I must remember the days gone to the dogs and I want you to know about sending to sleep the reliance nemesis because you are springs welled well I believe. And there is something else I find I must relate the use of which may bring followed well shows you the way. And that makes me pleased. These are simply thoughts and I pick up where I left off, just talking bollocks to nobody in party to the lords of the many peasants that got yesterday discombobulated in disgusting ways. It was all we could do but waste our brains and yes we forget, don’t we. What do we forget? I can’t remember. I’m sure it’ll appear to me when I least expect it. But the good thing is that now without effort we can believe entitled to our beliefs; just thoughts, because you’re so amusing and I shall turn into none closing these images.
Although some think attention should be climbing the sky my amalgia, oh what do I espy in malaria coming back in fashion? Surely we must have passion and you and I both surfaced accordingly to that which I say is the divine ewe that we got to have as our sweater worn after hats sunny. And I had to get by quietly so I seemed I knew you were there. So there we have it, a post without digesting too much of the old information.
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