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Starry Eyed Cloud of Surreal Angels
Utmost nadir of despair found this atheist craning his neck skyward hearing resplendent August orchestra today June 10th, 2022 choral symphony may sound absurd, but...mine supreme auditory sense (compensated with poor vision, i.e. extreme myopia) impossible mission driving after dark genetically injured acute undoubted gifted courtesy, viz cochlear ability crystal clear also heard kindled melodious Lord and lady joyously plucked harp strings, which did lyft uber spirits seared, moored anchored of me, one who demurred coyly being graced with exquisite hypnosis got lured into cerulean celestial vault, where I acquiesced and murmured after a lifetime of hardship inured every cell in my glob bully warmed weatherbeaten body sought salvation, thus poetic urge averred this skeptic (nee nihilist), no matter faith no more,...perhaps soul asylum desperation secured tenuous linkedin thread of hope barely connecting yours truly, whose word not necessarily claiming to be the gospel truth, nonetheless sought to nimbly aire asthma tried and true valued metier, vis a vis thru write of springiness declare ring nothing sacrilegious, nor decried as Harris say (ad) aware no matter Doubting Thomas's (donned as trumpeting English muffins) may suspiciously questioning - dare faux authenticity atop wobbly shaky, and noname spear such antithetical blare nee as the rhyming ranting of a harmless maniac with mediocre ability to scare heavenly visualization - secondarily as a zealous Earthlinked aspiring balladeer, who immediately chucked delusive fastasical notions earning degree as an engineer, thus setting sights, and virtually figurative crosshair to cackle like Chanticlear, which discordant aural debacle tortured ear pier sing decibel threshold of unbear hubble pain for those unfortunately subjected and forced to endure such screeching a result of budget cuts - profoundly severe that perilous, seditious, and viscous tear into webbed, whirled, and wide statecraft, hence melodic reverberation mistaken as mock apple pie "FAKE" fakir begging intercession qua spiritual guardian, wrought mine overactive imagination conjuring smug cockle doodle fledgling cheer shoring temple mount reverse fortune, whereby by fanciful fatefulness, I fell victim, tomb eye own dim eyes, poppycock did ensnare riotous, roisterous, and ruinous roostering essentially roused, grounded, and distorted nightmare!
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