The freedom given to every man is breath in out of the blue comes the waist of time calling oh so sublime.
Freeze, don't let him fall through the cracks in my words, like rats running over fields of worms turning to a sea of flowery seals, overlapping the trees filled with sap flowing from the roots to the sky, unable to lie so he is lying down in the comfort of the field.
Loose grips lead to loose lips wishing anyone would relieve me of my right to form clamoring fakes that aren't very safe.
Sounds like you do know who you are.
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