The components were combined by a steam breeze.
The rose petals spread across oceans of cool waters chose a metal consciousness over proud.
A polemic prorogue made my day much greater as I wash my body on my own inadequacy pocked carpet.
My perverse knowledge was mutated by my perverse sneezing, now my eyes are as lucid as hopes of dreams, my ‘know how’ kept on ‘knowing not’ as sleek occupants teased.
Could such a wonderful judgement spawn on my furuncle blanketed skin?
I’d assume my role as a delusory model, my bent and broken composure makes my sleep seem so painful, and rest my palms on my sun mocked pane.
The cackled out breath, an lonely servant and a perished descendant made our roads clearer.
Secure a content pedagogy once you are ready.
Author notes
It's a poem.
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