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Sally would with the wall Music so shrouded, a hat of compliance The terror involved A chance meeting with resolve, that stated intention... My name is Carlton Spate energies, and the vague way A harping halt to better problems Has saved me from a hateful demon, with it to say: Choose me over any other, the collapse of vows Has a futile throw of light, in the remark innuendo made Salt and harmony, to fetch a liberty without how Is a door on commonness, that has the shape of futures sate Lemonade and dickory cookies Shown the time of their life, a hallway to sigh Scurrilous was a special man, with a plan, for a dreams ease With the stone of fending remorse into a corner, of life... Patiently, the day came to a close... Proud Sally, or privileged Carlton A wish adrift in the evening your, the scared host Of another smile to win, the promise of a stoic question... Hello, I have the world to sleep longer than me Simply roles of victory, victimized by a lip of succor Rhyming and doling the obvious, of a secret means To an ending for serenity, that knows your craving for ours?
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May 8, 2024
May 8, 2024 at 4:01 PM UTC
The Real To Steal, Dorothy Lynch's Heart
Sally would with the wall Music so shrouded, a hat of compliance The terror involved A chance meeting with resolve, that stated intention... My name is Carlton Spate energies, and the vague way A harping halt to better problems Has saved me from a hateful demon, with it to say: Choose me over any other, the collapse of vows Has a futile throw of light, in the remark innuendo made Salt and harmony, to fetch a liberty without how Is a door on commonness, that has the shape of futures sate Lemonade and dickory cookies Shown the time of their life, a hallway to sigh Scurrilous was a special man, with a plan, for a dreams ease With the stone of fending remorse into a corner, of life... Patiently, the day came to a close... Proud Sally, or privileged Carlton A wish adrift in the evening your, the scared host Of another smile to win, the promise of a stoic question... Hello, I have the world to sleep longer than me Simply roles of victory, victimized by a lip of succor Rhyming and doling the obvious, of a secret means To an ending for serenity, that knows your craving for ours?
Promise a picture on the wall the world, and a deed in loves grasp, is found in the neighbors hands...
#overheard#suspicion#overtness#sincerity#neighbors
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david-hilburn
56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
May 8, 2024
May 8, 2024 at 4:01 PM UTC
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