The sun is warm giggly when I am day. Sweet breeze is to do his work. Please play with nature. Why? If it is a beautiful summer day ask little squirrel. He can grow a flower garden. Together in the morning, lovely as we’re in this for more to see gentle future blossoming at night of only our season. Full dreams from imagination make another happy life. Taste who you are. Keep taking a past name. As winter comes she will leave me and you. Use the heart and lets be good and mind of work. We believe. Get luck bad which off hard like woman then must spark. Blue snow always falls then gray man trickest their lives behind dark fire work but after so essential.
1 comment:
whoah.....deep.
Kev made this with our "word a day" magnets:
"I have cunning and impecunious thought to ameliorate society with trenchant vicissitude, hence my kafakaesque language and me nefarious pedagogue"
(there was only 1 "my")
I think Nina's is way better.
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