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Happenstance to the melancholic gives leave the sin of pride. Inbound reconnaissance tells not the bearer of influence. Squeamish at first: a foreshadowing of calamitous bonding. A space between the mark of corporeal and the ethereal; a stringent hiatus That which rattles the concrete foundation of morality is scarcely a malleable recourse. Regret stains the unfounded soul: an enigma of ephemeral perforations. A separation of the unmitigated humanities; misandry topples the writhing snake. Impact; a cleansing of the maker's flaws integrated solemnly. Complacency arrests the administration of the abhorred; unbridled is the autonomy of a guru.   Ambivalent giftedness burdens the reliant and haughty. A flick of the tongue brings forth the cinema mortem. Castaway: alone to wade in the sea of obscenities. A temporal causality allows no mourning to abscond. Negligence is not the enemy, but indulgent wrath. Hesitant: a stroke of qualia begets the end of a maiden.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
The Horseless Jockey
Happenstance to the melancholic gives leave the sin of pride. Inbound reconnaissance tells not the bearer of influence. Squeamish at first: a foreshadowing of calamitous bonding. A space between the mark of corporeal and the ethereal; a stringent hiatus That which rattles the concrete foundation of morality is scarcely a malleable recourse. Regret stains the unfounded soul: an enigma of ephemeral perforations. A separation of the unmitigated humanities; misandry topples the writhing snake. Impact; a cleansing of the maker's flaws integrated solemnly. Complacency arrests the administration of the abhorred; unbridled is the autonomy of a guru.   Ambivalent giftedness burdens the reliant and haughty. A flick of the tongue brings forth the cinema mortem. Castaway: alone to wade in the sea of obscenities. A temporal causality allows no mourning to abscond. Negligence is not the enemy, but indulgent wrath. Hesitant: a stroke of qualia begets the end of a maiden.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
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