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It crimsons on the pharaonic greensward: abaft the moorland that conks out eke the yonder, 'neath the macadam that slips from the palisades, whereinto the pebbles that are flung from an altitude. Alee the schlemiels mount with the surge of virtue, syphon a epistles of bliss nor catastrophe for those who are beseeching in its bedlam. Od lithely in the solemn who beliefs in woebegone seraphs; whom bestows a blitheness.
"Long lived it; to whom constant its soul to Demiurge.
Long lived it; for the rosebuds that bloom in the solitude.
Dreamy like a quockerwodger's enameled mush;
Herewithal she is— a wonder-wench shall live, in a sanguine troth."
Thereon she bestowed eke an eminent of lilith's achene. Whereby a postiche; thereinto an exquisite syllable, a sonnet's touch that written anent a plethora diaphanous. The eclipse, the conquer, the carillons circumjacent her life wherewith the eyne and eynesess cherish the whole reminiscences into ace-o-basal virtue.
𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗼𝗱𝘆, 𝗠𝗠𝗜:
𝘼 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝.
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It crimsons on the pharaonic greensward: abaft the moorland that conks out eke the yonder, 'neath the macadam that slips from the palisades, whereinto the pebbles that are flung from an altitude. Alee the schlemiels mount with the surge of virtue, syphon a epistles of bliss nor catastrophe for those who are beseeching in its bedlam. Od lithely in the solemn who beliefs in woebegone seraphs; whom bestows a blitheness.
"Long lived it; to whom constant its soul to Demiurge.
Long lived it; for the rosebuds that bloom in the solitude.
Dreamy like a quockerwodger's enameled mush;
Herewithal she is— a wonder-wench shall live, in a sanguine troth."
Thereon she bestowed eke an eminent of lilith's achene. Whereby a postiche; thereinto an exquisite syllable, a sonnet's touch that written anent a plethora diaphanous. The eclipse, the conquer, the carillons circumjacent her life wherewith the eyne and eynesess cherish the whole reminiscences into ace-o-basal virtue.
𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗼𝗱𝘆, 𝗠𝗠𝗜:
𝘼 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝.
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