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all day long!

The sponge was smiling back, to me, with all those arithmatics, done dishes (a predestined setting) Cordial, versatile with a blatant truth, to shy from a trochaic, rythmic sounds The killers are a synnonym for strumming fingers, almost an ensuing song Although, an earnest rush felt reckless for a neckless tie, almost all day long! The Yellowstone and prayer bids, sung high, from windowpane, a golden, rich The twilight icebreaker, a melting sun, o'er all those or these, yet to preach Sudden depth of random droplet clouds, an earnest, already trying too, along (journey back to home, alone) with a rusty indifference, assuming shining countertop, sporadic, all day long! A long gone cozy knit, with a brief, tightly fit A tea set, already to reign to wrap all these, altogether, to a duo, misfit there, then, start again! 3-10-2024

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