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The etiquette of the night stands by the curtain with contentment

Picture of crawling crickets hectic body of voters colored

The darkness of imagination manipulates to dark our constitution to 
constituency zone

The constant condemnation is an umbrella shared values and norms to the 
nomadic.

The beauty of the night capsule of wants design to distract us from total 
focus to guilty vocalist

The color of the house depicted in my imagination to beach goers like 
garland escalation

Invitation of writers to describe the time of inspiration in their billions 
of years of thinking

He never promised to witness the nasty sound of owl's cry as the village 
hope hurt the messiah of serenity to conch sound

The tone of choir band collapsing to entertains the onlookers that never 
involved in evolution epithet morning

Despite diction are sweet, but they never describe my pain as much as they 
fulfilled the desires of your organs that whet my appetite to the smells of 
an apple

Bend before your wife to appreciate her apple smile with broken grin to the 
aggrandizement to the scent of your taste

My diary dramatize the pompous idea where conviction contends  to 
convulsion and it dash to my border of thinking.

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