Sorest mind, I come this time to soften throttled hope.
With lavender mountains in cordial compliance of isolated sherbet skies
Voicing opinion to the ominous river beds underpaid by attention.
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Ascending vibration consumes the senses and relinquishes all confusion.
Like red licorice lips abound by glassy eyes and fixed stares into unannounced feeling
i venture through your tapestries of past grievances and submit new paper-mache.
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Ever so talented in tranquility and self reliant abilities to breath under pressure
so challenge me not your corse desire, but expire unto me someday
in lengths of gray hair.