Flesh
Beebonnet's earthly symmetry bereaves elastic. How to capture market share is to infect the soul of the competitor. No virus needed. Tell some story that inspires fear, and watch spines wrinkle to lifeless blue balloons. I don't like talk's evaporative affirming rosychill all through the otherwise penned weather. She won't converse without her infancy imbued in conversation. Won't memorize self worth. But will chime in on the existing tales, the quarantined noon brawls so they're unlikely to perspire the first deserved cash royalty and swashed main lace of thick and thin dichotomy. The earth lanes silver us ahead of dormitory style ketosis, all ones alert to styles and their antithesis the miles ahead to have been walking.
Normed answers, how they look inclined, eternally green eyes
Sheila E. Murphy | An Inabundant Spine
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