I'm not your usual fellow my mind is mellow I'm not a coward yellow so hello let me bello in this pillow whilst I procrastinate a fake few words of realism ironically in a metaphorical passage of text to a darkened route on foot to the end of a boot stepping on and up an incline to the top made of slime to reach a rotting peninsular overlooking the burning Earth climbing reaching the earth beneath your feet like a shark snapping its teeth as it suffocates itself for a bite to eat!
-> Lyrical Poet...
-> Lyrical Poet...
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