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Leverage your preamble yes you almighty you
The dawn is showing with no silky waves nor satin ripples dare to stand and welcome the upcoming morning dew
There'll be no cover and no shining armour would be able to cushion that protruding permeating pulsating heat accrued
Through the true truth running into that thick, into that thin, into that mine mind of succulent bulls

Alluding to the supposed faint desperation that is not yet evident yet appearing as if its cool 
Hovering, building up in the hidden bubbles of each and every unconsciousness ever brewed
Ever breathed, ever uttered, ever shouted and ever imparted to the air, the space, the wind and the full fool of pools 
Waiting for the right moment for the bubbles to ballooned buffoon bloom 
To burst and impacted on timed and ticked revelations of baby booms
Giving birth to pseudo-prophets claiming for, looking for, pointing at and defining to the hard embellished truth

The moment the truth defines itself and crystallizes into a physical tomb
That moment would become irrelevant to many fools who drools for tool

For being is never about becoming and becoming is a far cry from being the supposed expected true you

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