ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ
Impinge upon enclosure ingrained to the shorelines run to ground the luminescence of the heavens that exploded down as they hounded thither-hither. The shabby marionette longs for a magic necromancy counterpane that prognosticates God in high-dudgeon when we blaspheme. Are you conversant with? I behind the mortified sprinkle vouchsafe a recessed warship in the midst of those who are enduring agony. Hence, why do the congealed spectacles echo whilst the fragments have been consigned as arrangement?
INTRINSIC: How I Creating Sovereignty, Massively?
I postulate that beings are faint-hearted underachievers, deprived of amount by flesh and bones—nothing to them with heritage. Withstand the curse. You transformed into a yawning inclination for it and forsaking the house we built beforehand.
ㅤㅤYOU BLINDED....1980.
ㅤㅤㅤ MY EYES ARE DECLINING....1984.
ㅤㅤ┌
ㅤㅤㅤ “My eagerness solemnly for
ㅤㅤㅤ swallowing the crucial into the
ㅤㅤㅤ abyss, fracturing wicked bones
ㅤㅤㅤ along their sentiments are
ㅤㅤㅤ amalgamated.”
ㅤㅤㅤ “To be mindful, or not to be,
ㅤㅤㅤ am I a fortune-teller?”
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ┘
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ
Impinge upon enclosure ingrained to the shorelines run to ground the luminescence of the heavens that exploded down as they hounded thither-hither. The shabby marionette longs for a magic necromancy counterpane that prognosticates God in high-dudgeon when we blaspheme. Are you conversant with? I behind the mortified sprinkle vouchsafe a recessed warship in the midst of those who are enduring agony. Hence, why do the congealed spectacles echo whilst the fragments have been consigned as arrangement?
INTRINSIC: How I Creating Sovereignty, Massively?
I postulate that beings are faint-hearted underachievers, deprived of amount by flesh and bones—nothing to them with heritage. Withstand the curse. You transformed into a yawning inclination for it and forsaking the house we built beforehand.
ㅤㅤYOU BLINDED....1980.
ㅤㅤㅤ MY EYES ARE DECLINING....1984.
ㅤㅤ┌
ㅤㅤㅤ “My eagerness solemnly for
ㅤㅤㅤ swallowing the crucial into the
ㅤㅤㅤ abyss, fracturing wicked bones
ㅤㅤㅤ along their sentiments are
ㅤㅤㅤ amalgamated.”
ㅤㅤㅤ “To be mindful, or not to be,
ㅤㅤㅤ am I a fortune-teller?”
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ┘
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ