Epistle
Decay wasn’t regenerative for the afore mentioned epistle, the episodic handwriting nurtured to the prosaic publications, recall of a italic solitude made all to aware. The artists impressionistic world documented by impersonate replicating, founding to those sort after imperfections, reliant on the love for adolescences, procurement to indoctrinate a physical world of interacting, practical reasoning shun to the reserve of breaching awareness. Those thoughts othered in a descriptive digest of replicating to machinations or trading in on the intemperate fool. Wrote those words after my house division, homeless to the revolution, he recapped my impending travel, booking in demise of a proletariat hardcover, those fascists only had time on their hands. On the other hand playing conservative patronage. Lonely as the poetic postscript, they democratically improved my slight of hand, made to with the encourage of making war seamless, built the depository in plain sight of ideals and princely arbitrary fashions.

The war last the fabrication, the roof was extracted, and of little importance, today the stoic chisel remains embedded to the founding occupant. Reaped from the freewheel ergonomic chairperson, reward were those mess hall, bitcoms. They hadn’t my words, independent shiver had posited the intermittent transcript or the renewal, forwarding humbug proletariat executions, we remained silent until intervening his grace.

Built Paris in the fall of one millennial, studios occurrences abated the prismatic yule, my kid brother were sent to the frontline, same year, arguing with the generals daughter. Received the telegram and met him halfway with my chaise lounge, it were irremissible knowledge, the author new about reciprocals, kept them too close for an attainable steward, his word against fabricating history!

You’re the timeline: Reason remain his answers until our grace supported the apertures of hypocrisy, thirdly by achievement; nutrition the Shakespearian boarder, who wrote a postcard from their daughter, she never had. The mind’s a glorious subject when preformed without schism, my order were self absorption, came at a vocal price, intuition was how my destitution was displayed.

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