Soft peaks cradle given names, and struggles swim in hurricanes. I saw the raindrops eating the raindrops today. “Hold out our finger prints! We can’t let them dance like this!” Raindrops were eating the raindrops today.
So the scientists cause riots at the sight of a ghost, because their sugared sedatives aren’t quite falling in rows. When this snowflake looks just like that one…
A burden to the sandcastles, we’re still born starving. Shipping out for borders, I just ask to know where you’re taking me. I felt the swell of the ocean devouring me.
Swallow.
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