Quick while it’s still today get down those letters thread the words along the lines feeling fine and whining to dine to be done to have fun along the way is nice too but the easy truth is that the destination’s a nice place to be the trip is hardly free but with all those calling birds someone must’ve heard the passalong message the broken phones and zoning out again can’t justwrite and justlisten at the same time there’s only just and so I must be turning of this tune soon but I’m swooning with confusion and cozy in illusions we are fusing sense with clouds and it’s probably going to rain the water trains over and again the cycle trying the cannonballs flying and all the birds duck except for the swans who laugh and craft rough rafts and draft through the drift drizzling the messages out of sparkle harkening back to a different place another cityspace chasing down for attention look at these dimensions and measure as you can mark those narrow trends and settle the foundation in a new location jazz flute notwithstanding an easy landing on the midnight screen
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