Trusting to the mistrust

To place away the land of jasmine lay, a renewable kingdom for the fortresses address, expanding buoyant refreshing beets selection, babel the skies, awash her nebula. Worthy they conduct, by the ashen nape, foraging crane supple to a beading orb, effectual the ever glistening of pang. Burnished escarpment, tracing in exchange, the temperate worlds colliding fast, climate sculpting affirmation them collect in unaware, nights resilient word.

The world well held had run dry, as the skies drift, to a moonlit pale in a boastful up late sail. Those to each an echoed merchants quill of landing dust, twisting pools, a shallow windswept plain. Enclosed windows to frame, her sunlit room reflecting for a Luna insight, as they gathered their quarter to halve in remarkable bounty, listing each a timely brim a shallow breath of restoration, the salvage of sown threads.

The rising tides of a noon in blaze, nebulous shadows evaporating for the salient tears, ephemera listing to nub the stream of thought, hush the memory forsaken of cure. Parched the fertile, windows an moon the apparition falling to the lasting abandon, salinity his redressing, a wistful night. Grasses field to the intermittent sun, held for redirecting the music once attuned, ashened wry with a famed misfortune, exporting lovers, land lease to the copyrights by lore.

The story the tale of newly infant ground, homogenous lands, the releasing exhale. Nebula shades to a moonlit phase, introspection solemn lashes, the wishes last, gathering tides granular, ocular by reflection the cycle of introspection, flowers they bed of jasmine the quill.

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