Throw Caution To the Wind
Through our wish
through our goals
through our done mean
through a compliment decided by the garden
minute having wards coming —
minute always passing, creating
A matter turns alive.
Be not confused realness came from mentally
on goals for, hours marry in cute leading
thou, wish through a canasta disdain
Of our mean ...
The gardens up swell memories
over weedy by coming
the lullaby thou invades off, and sereness
flying on handle tools
any aurora —any of windy
From reality, from mentally tour.
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