"Setnau set down three learned birds
fight in a tree, golden pot hot document torn through all
the feather pillows.
Sea dog emblazoned on the leather rump of the book.
Archeological syntax.
Real estate hides behind Moroni's etymology
I want to tell you want it means.
Want to know what it means.
But language is a skin, a mouth for wearing.
Language is a kin to kinder flophouses.
As stands for, as step right in.
Joseph so sure the salamander echoed white.
And the women drown like weevils in their open flower.
Sci-fi, fantasy, horror with applesauce on the side.
Some continental shelf come congestion.
Curled in the basement with our jamboree, our halos,
our temple recommends, our salamander mummies,
our family papyri, two toned terrorist gamble briar baby
starve tar.
Taste tone.
The tone of ostentation, a fact strapped people.
Illegitimate hiccups in the Holy Ghost
grew from out his white salamander pod.
Honorary organ and the orphan head all day,
glory be to God and his God to his whiteness.
A whiteness no man has ever seen.
An uncomfortable place for frontness.
Mound muscles from Hebrews prepositions.
Even though the mixing was brief, it was belated.
It was full of denial.
Dental dam.
Tabernacle ankle ain't wide.
Bomb loam Tea light paper stain.
Spyglass burn.
Horn rim Kim."
Thank you.
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