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Letters To People Part 3
Dear people, Grant it be a solid marble, marble, a slate or granite marble, it is still a stony marvel of a marble. -TheThird rock away, with just the right light to stay, way far from bright ...(yet just right for life) It’s flight, flies at faces, at high paces, far out and from extremely long ranges. consider-A spun, struck golf ball, that holds all life, where all that is known is to; desperately cling to it’s sides and hold on for dear life, -rest no fears, it’ll be a bumpy ride. (Let’s go!) -Suggest we together, Tie,-Us up with the weather, securely tether safely all sides, form a worldwide scifi-type balloon... to act as with the moon, ...so tightly in tune to its two tides. The Truth in the tongue, sung, from both sides as its hung from the tooth. Born in a spectator who took a quick look into this spectacle’s booth. In the horn in the hoof. All In the Toe as a whole, solely by our souls slowly, roll into its side to shift/till it slides, till still. Then It’s uphill we’ll slip up on a looped reel, till all there’s-to feel is thirst for a refill but Every sip could be thE pill, gulp down so greed kills, throw that up there with the whole while, free will, whichever; stand-sit still, all will still feel a lil bit ill from this slow violent till that really tares up the insides...people if you must, if you feel Inclined, read these with eyes that read to tare up words written on (an) incline, and in as these here letters bleed together in lead lines, that might find, though inked in lead paint they will still seemingly read fine... and thankfully with no harmful lasting defects on any esteemed minds. And yours? (keep em in )No one cares for those!!!!!!! Keep those, here’s these, now ... These words and the following have and will always be mine... -these letters are for the people who know how to read and feel so inclined
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