The Pending Doom

I aped to a blue heron to a man who wrote his deed. Once you're at the final of the story, no woe is needed. If death appeared to be appropriate, life would be aimless. If you have survived death mysteriously, you can live endless. You lift it, provided for it, and now it's risen to be soaked up. Have it on your own, whether it's by vehicle, train, or flight up. You've even grasped an affinity for the universe, as has the realm. And the bright hues of green, blue, and red in the bloom. I was having a little fun and running for no real reason. To reduce the final relative motion of the slave season. No limit on how satisfied you've been living in well-being. Don't be cowed by age; even wealth will be quickly fading. Have I been on diverse views for so long since I was unhappy? Could I have dealt in a vexatious treatment authority? The bird began to hum; I did not realize if it was there. Until the Lion rugged near me, I am not going to share. I entrust to you the dreams and the age of childhood. One of our Lord's most gorgeous works in the world. It's perfectly possible in this wonderfully human way. I covered myself before I left to prevent my depravity. To put together tense mates or to provide the request. And though it was dark out, the dispersion cannot last. My heart was overwhelmed with sorrow and pain. Where, how, and by whom is this thing, which explains? I will not lose my spirit, no matter how bodies I perceive. And once I was anxious around how we tried to thrive. Standing on getting ready, I start to fold myself. I'm aiming for an aged hit guitar to carry my tears safe. Many sources said that I tried to escape from you. With a level of certainty, you showed to be true. Suggestions that are serious, general, and basic. To define them as dainty rivals must face panic. While discreet, bodies are not unique in and of themselves. For the initial time since they were kids, I saw my sons. That was, I believe, the initial time I smiled in a long time. Then you can sit under all the world's increasing crime. And I saw my children growing larger and taller. The voice in my head had forgotten the color. They took me in as I was dying, tasting my faith and spirit. Every day, I revert to my erratic, uncertain line of thought. Such reflections must be kept quiet and pushed aside. The tragedy of loss or death tends to motivate and guide. Will a tragic loss getting ready to fall again? During a life that happens back then. Applying his assets to aid lifts the scale of kindness. There is no such thing as a steady-going endless. The storm washed the chosen vigil by extortion. Storms played a significant role in the invasion. That was an exact copy, but it met an early demise. He's been wasting hours and sobbing in malaise. Their eyes were half-closed, with a faint urge to relax. A glimpse of a time has sunk into a place of lack. Our bodies have spotted and sprouted in such places. A crush draws attention to our pale skin traces. As a layer of oil wars, wealth has split into cruelty. Why on earth didn't they hear around it early? What are cemeteries doing with all the dead bodies? No one knows if he is afraid or not; his body remains. Wishes, dreams faded by the dreadful fate he foresees. As a result, she cushioned the bodies in the cold chaos. As much as you can, attempt to cut necks with a stone. Often, introduce a vital picture into the headline. I'm sure you can still find out what I'm thinking. On a red night, forget me or hide my longings. My love has no shroud, my precious luggage. When the sunset is down, I feel the rage. This shadow is worse if the light isn't grateful. It stands tall, without giving me your candle. It will cast light into my gloom, and maybe I will arise. To sleep with my bereaved years shrouded in lies. Laying in between remains of admired poets and mystery. People and their loved ones benefit from poetry. 03/16/2021