Seditive

Right now is when,

as they send my wine,

feisty robbers are wide and the residual fight a cry for the lines in shifty times...


They loved to see walks-

shoppy leisurely clocks,

unexisting in cumbersomeness,

no sequential lucrative beginnings.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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