Peace
I wonder how the latest let say woods in this side of world are wishing to grow how
clattering all the ways somehow non chalant, somehow
withering flea and folly.
the problem is not even the furnance so to say
even though we will never waste much time let say
growing perishable tomatoes.
Of course farmers of tomatoes are necessary and
the other blossomings-
the problem of tendency is the woods nowadays, behold
whatever windows and doors?.
Yes, don't tell me that some biscuits and other cookies
will help to enliven peaceful parties and programmes.
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