Just So You Know
Your visits or comments mean very little unto this myself; actually
Too many years now left wading through a glimpse, be her Babylon..
Thinking that perhaps Ancient allotted such a right to carry on wayward
Confuceous in their fortune's crumbling secular cookie jar ? Splatter it about
An abductive writ and everyone wishes to be part of, something; pasted particles
Just ask his fallon, Lucifer ? He's going to have a baby Rosemary's child we all shall know
What the little lad is experiencing while they mature into this foreboding cinematic creation ?
Shedding these sentimental telepathic tears; upon her set as an advisor from afar his patronage
With nine extras drapped be long black robes the reapers and their kind ? But nay not homage script....
Love's infant tender still mild amid time's manger; beginning without end sprinkling His stars yes; Actually.
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