Words...S Brian Adam
HOW THAT I AM PERIODICALLY SO OF FERTILITY SO HEARD AS DIRECTION TAKES ME OUT OF THE CLIMATE EXCHANGES ATMOSPHERES FOR WITHIN THE VIEW ILLUMINATING A HEART CENTERED IN AN ASPECT CONDUCTED FOR THE FORETELLING CREATION THAT ELIMINATES AND REMAINS AS I CONCERN WITHIN MYSELF AN ABSENTISM DIALECTS ALONG THE ROAD VACATED IN CENTRAL BLOWING WIND OF DIRECTIONS DOWN AND UP AND WHIRLS OF SIGHTS THAT ARE NOT ABSORBED SO MUCH AS SEEN-FELT SEEING VISIONS IN THE LIGHT I GO AND ASSUME ONLY A WIND CLEAR TRUTH OF BIRTH-SENTIMENT SO VALUED BY THE CYCLES OF INDICATIVE SOLUTIONS MESMERIZING IN CONSTANT COLORS DIMENSIONED IN SUCH VARIATIONS THAT BEWILDERING VIEWS BECOME THE STABILITY OF UNDERSTANDING THE CHANGING CLOUDS CAN I TAKE HEED AND PAY THE AGENDA IT REQUIRES OF MY INSIGHT AS I PLUMMET TO MY ROOTS IN THIS EARTH THE FRAGRANCE MOIST AND WALLOWING APPROVAL OF THE MOTION CAUSED BY MY ENTRANCE TO FLOAT IN ITS THOUGHTS BELOW IN NOURISHMENT IT SPEAKS AS ALL INTO THE AIR TELL ME OF THE MARGINS DO THEY EXIS...
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