In agriculture said the seeds of a dull whirled wipes the waist water as that fled from raised,
in coral tongue a rock stature of holds each fragment of pebble compressed by bone kneed lies,
born to grounds that watt to the bulb A brain with Counter to shoulder the lane.
Over the shock that Earth is of rain Y is an enter section that People just dark the Hours to comma,
for on the threshold of doors no sliding to skid Convo on rattle such a Snake in the deed,
wall wrap chured with silk Webs ask cob blurs at breast of the dead.
Does not a simple notation whip tack to Core,
the blanket of lids called crown on the fights,
took down feather of inks renting scoots,
north to the east Turn on the aspect of Toots.
Feed the barrel with Pickle brine soup,
inside of the Minds that present Arms with no pin,
a tale on the dawn key is Ma durn daze loop,
rounds on the ban deed like a Flat World war.
Far & A way is the smiling Tram of a foot that decides to carry forward with grew,
soon on that traveling cycle of try look begets pea Pull will be walking across the big stand,
know of the Track tore Tears on the shed Pie lawns have put to the language a stoke,
but in the Exchange of gathering Talk gain in the Confidence the treasure of groats,
for it is in every day words a balance of seas The part of the Oceans that fill with just keys.
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