The resolve was incredulous, their repertoire were nullified, they aged the teat to encourage further the conservation, rounding in sate plates of offers, the lone tea swept left the room unanswered for, mine or for mind, those vestibular inductions carried the hand picked drums, aplenty a elephant roomed there dockyards. Spice or tea, they arrived with ocular cheeks of rose, the somatic creates drifted emptied to the east, they dislodged my standing on hardwoods, the prepaid create, provided to the afternoon, or the hours reclined for settling, they attach strings. The hostile wind through serenity, nana and her drumming westerly conversation, brought life to Samuel, they dwelled once, finding sovereignty was cargo in bay leaf retention, favour by Giesha mouse, thoughtful handpicked leaves, carried to by the rounding bitter, just the way, out of Samuels breach.
They curtailed in prosperity, only to have land values increase the workload, in advent time, industry created a spontaneous shelve, made to by surplus energies, screenshots the instamatic three day week. Samuel outsourced the banker, the weekend paid for by an extra advert, those days shortly becoming to entertainment or ceremony. The curb resided with nanas conversate, we learnt knowingly to introspect the thoughtful, once to the threshold, they are seen to by the invasive tea, speculation another pricipality offered upkeep, the defining trademark sipped or gulp a lease on overtime. Garaged in sworn in swearing, those jackets, and how to wear compliments, they abreivate to the kangaroos fob watch, she knight those words in plagiarism, the only way we could hear in on the conservation.
Delineated time was the onset of the company she arose to, spoke in brief about speaking, your need to not know the handwriting, the koala asked Ken about the reappearance of gestures, the refrained hardwood patches, bled with sundry mined eyes. It was just easier to forget, then believe what another should think, should i rethink myself agreeing with him, agreeing to hold you responsible for my love of writing those words you hear at once, you’re not here. Ken koala journaled those spices, as the jetsam found our curbside contender, patronage to those about us, if by imports found to the right siding, exports are founding there lies, dissolving in occupational ties.

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