The chamber bony head
too early in the stroller
began to rotate.
Not the darkness of night
none of those moves
must see.
Stomach concerns, and
anxious as to what these
rhymes pace receive?
Point your morning walks with a limp
orbit,
what solutions
I do?
Day to day not to come,
I do not know
what will it bring.
Who reads,
who sings,
who strangle
distressed neck?
What about what about
probably head,
splits the skull,
or are we interested
only the fate of the
Earth?
The neighbor considers
over the border again,
the grass is greener.
What about the cross should
spread westward.
Thinks she saw.
I think I hit a Trojan
horse, in such a
more of sheet metal.
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