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Spontaneity

Really? discarding narrow thought flow crutch we learn directly by soft touch and what we garner we relay to the vast void in childlike play entwined thus with the universe we dance without need to rehearse It sounds exhausting! *** Spontaneity is an evil thing, days should be orderly with no surprises. Don't knock on my door at noon then roll your eyes I'm still in pajamas. Whimsy Zany Wacky Gayly There are no zany words of whimsy in my vocabulary; Let no wacky words gayly drip from your mouth, please, it's quite unsanitary! Shut the door and close the blinds, fresh air belongs out not in. Go away and please don't bother me~ unless, of course, you bring some wine!

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