Tuesday, June 13, 2017

9636. JOYOUS THATCHED CONCEPT

JOYOUS THATCHED CONCEPT
One mysterious declension only, 
I am praying for a ride. The fly 
is crawling the hot window, on 
the inside. Not much else is
happening here. They say true
reckoning is sailing by the stars. 
I guess that's me. No gauges or 
implements on this raging sea.

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