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Sweet unction, resolve And in a heart's stare, the pining of salt Has found me, the ruse and the finger of all Sincerity is such a chaste hero, with joy for fault? Poise to venture a laugh, were we the voice of simplicity? Cause curious, or the vows of dismay, in the way Have we the each, a realm to better asking, a silence... See and prove, the march of time in the name... Of powers poor enough To wait on silence, once upon an eye Here is your avidity, taken to fate still aloof Since you do, am I a wish in the past of could, I whine? Spoken and told to sleep well and fair, I know you With the cares and veracity, we dote is a memory to youth Where waking up to the point, is still a history we should With noble lips, and reasoned kisses, that complete the truth... Soul's with a biding, a presence of mind That look and that music, of estranged desire, come home For a salty wish in the name of more silence than kindness Shall, the sojourn to yet and overt, is the only way to love them...
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May 31, 2024
May 31, 2024 at 8:50 PM UTC
What Has A Hitchhiking, Lead To?
Sweet unction, resolve And in a heart's stare, the pining of salt Has found me, the ruse and the finger of all Sincerity is such a chaste hero, with joy for fault? Poise to venture a laugh, were we the voice of simplicity? Cause curious, or the vows of dismay, in the way Have we the each, a realm to better asking, a silence... See and prove, the march of time in the name... Of powers poor enough To wait on silence, once upon an eye Here is your avidity, taken to fate still aloof Since you do, am I a wish in the past of could, I whine? Spoken and told to sleep well and fair, I know you With the cares and veracity, we dote is a memory to youth Where waking up to the point, is still a history we should With noble lips, and reasoned kisses, that complete the truth... Soul's with a biding, a presence of mind That look and that music, of estranged desire, come home For a salty wish in the name of more silence than kindness Shall, the sojourn to yet and overt, is the only way to love them...
Why did the hitchhiker cross the road? because sanity's egg, has a moment to tell the world, seasons remember to say hello and goodbye (here's to looking before the leap...)
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
May 31, 2024
May 31, 2024 at 8:50 PM UTC
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