Octagonal Octupi
A weblike interior is not a gut feeling. It is an erosive quantity of golden hue with the goldsmith involved being the mind's eye. Mindful mindsets mingling many manuscripts momentarily. Regardless of format and zone. And the little cherry giggles playing hide and seek with the tortoiseshell cat. Meow it said. Then upon locating the cherry the cat smiled. The cherry groaned. Sparkly dress then ran up a drainpipe. Whilst fur balls snored on corners unseen. Several public storing safes string strongholds. And the cup of coffee leaping at over twenty-five kilometres over the vast plains. Seek no shroud oh dark brown liquid and hold your spoon to stir. Particles playing you see. Seriously straining stabilising sounds. Good. And assets are often walking around and around carrying fruit loaf. Great. That's wild and fortuitous as well as being overly forthright over a fortnight. Beware the curd of the deepest darkest bean on the plate. One prong of the fork and it could collapse even the most strangled strangest station. And pipes are made to be smoked not placed in an ancient ground. Never play with the might of a drum from a yesteryear. Always respect a chamber. To erode is to implode and ultimately explode. Demonic draperies daring destructive duties. Not a great way to ice a beautiful crafted cake. Yet a record number of chick peas are sailing in ships right now. This is good. Hahaha feel a fragrance. Hahahaha opulent octagonal octopi. Xxxxx restitution Z
Copyright © Taoi Chanan | Year Posted 2016
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