A dream of coexisting with control is another piece of reflective distortions through minds and setbacks to our first experience who have eyes full of light. We can’t hold back our own emotions just to wave and in sync our hearts from our ocean moor through deep seas of dark blue, our weigh of home, so hard to reach life above the sky to wish the summer.
Tedious minds blindly make a time so shallow over gay, the competency of space that show many with grace, the interrogation of every time hence the repugnant, known of change seem to glee the majesty of gesture, languid but a depraved audacity speaks of renaissance, plies the suggestion of every regulation that makes life of class, sybarite the decision of every way of being. Inclusivity is a mere hence of decision, more thy doubt of a lost or will, a person will drought more, thy people listen the way we think, why we listen, why we sing.
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