languishing among the warlocks
It doesn't help that the sun rises every morning reliably and without fail.
Nor does it culminate in a virtuous dankness that repels ignominious behaviourisms.
It won't prevent a sordid elocution or a peremptorily vapid remark.
2 comments:
i kinda like that it rises without me having to wake it and kick it outta bed. makes my days alot easier to begin.
You must be overly jubilant when the moon shows her face.
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