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plausible
Dracula causes--academically derived, frantic keystroking, loss of time and delivery. wet wood soaked green barnacle perhaps slack in the kindling sack will bestoy a chance to roll out Stretch yo legs:)
silo
heightened cylindrical storage units mass of feed and heat chicken feet cow lips piggy back
god
i don't know anything. except help there's infinite mystery surround confound overwhelm and love us all for we know nothing about saving each other
balloon
ego helium and puffed chests believing everything is coming our way pop is the sound we'd be wiser to embrace deflation our humility humble we respect gifts of the present resent no person recognize not the swell or lack thereof each of us string along tightly tethered on wrist
neon
soiled underpants (respect to my preacher) nurture spirituality like well-fertilized gardens growing vivid harvests. only where we'll till the earth under itself when the bounty's been collected; i'll be praying my neon blue tide will remove the stain of a bug caught when spreading peace and love at sunday's religious community event.
casting
broken statues chipped and worn by the fables of harsh time we mend wearily effectively patiently seeking chisels and steady hammers awaiting our sunlight to burst through shine golden attention her rays casting upon our marbled faces
shows
lines on the face tired engines and languid pop stars America's plain tired where has the eye cream gotten to? give us a bucket of cream ice and a television and a spotty memory of yesterday the day before because a new show will give us everything at least a reason not to go outside for then all will know what it shows.
now
unbelievably slick solid heavy and lightning quick turn blink thoughts slip missed another but I'll get another chance when i decide to wake up
earring
hinting at something. see shine dangling right from her earlobe, pinned through thin skin: i am devouring sinful, desirous fantasy. little does she know of my scandalous private conspiracy: to climb across this bed, to nibble upon her naked nape, to hang my tongue through her silent attractive gem-laden piercing connecting this fixation to a heightened state of endorphin. even less do i know of her dream as i plot and write: to climb my tower, to find me hanging naked, my line locked to her steel fixing this nap she's enjoying to the reality of dreams within dreams.
torch
by sitting we'll cease to carry fire. steps forward, courage has say and sword display. by touring we'll stand up to the liars.
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