Adnate to the Funicle

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      Accepting aloneness, incomplete solitude, imperfect rest. The garden
wasted, pumpkin patch planted late, potatoes untasted left in ground.

      A thousand email addresses, each unique represents a flame of
passion, compassion, desperation or depression. To understand, to know's

      impossible. It is therefore only reasonable to observe the shadows
on the mountain, the actions of the dreamer which tell us something,

      little, nothing of his dream. It's a simple secret shared,
longevity. The half breed John Russell says it right, the

      date and place don't matter, dry desert or cold mountainside,
lush bottomland, soulless or hospitable, contagious hospital.

      The best laugh's death's, a perfect escape, perfect error, perfect
rest. Their solicitude's unnecessary, grief is temporary, life goes on,

      you go under, underemployed, the undertaker's never unemployed.
Forensics prove an ovary with two chambers, ovule adnate to the funicle.





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Date: 6/2/2015 12:30:00 AM
awesome :)
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