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  • Melted Blue Raspberry Snowcone.

    July 9th, 2024

    Little by humorous plays in light praise of venturous ways. Indeed.

    Volatile unnecessary and The Moon casts a different direction these days.
    The Sun is high and bouncing and there’s a lovely jovialness in the air.
    Wounds of years’ discontent seem to unwind in tumultuous glares where no one is
    Narily expected to define reason at union or entertainment in companionships otherwise.
    Fortunate dumbbells that move like firetrucks and the well to water
    Is the next cup of tea served at the table of mothers that’s everywhere watching
    To aware the community of the long expected..

    Old News that is New-to-You.

    Why expect answers while there is closure in serenity.
    Anyone that chooses to pry is expecting a manual.
    I appreciate the admiration in advocation, positives, and defective negativity.
    Resentment is just an utter glare at my youth of interests and par-lays and ways to getting
    Back on Accord and I don’t even
    Pack the Ticket
    Anymore.

    I just kinda show up and so do you.
    It’s Healthy, perhaps Harmonious + Copaceptic is a sort of
    Dark, decrepit type of way.
    Personalized, as if today’s Forever Hot-side Halloween in July.

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