In this gifted thought about things in mind, it looks like feathers, upon the wealthiest weathers around, Jeopardize the dream to make it good and sweet, depend on the tender wood of pine, and overthink in line, some other can be fine, not even overstretched and combine, take a number and let be nine, it was easy to say untwine, deep down in the hole, untold the story to wish in sole and fly amongst the heavens before, smelling the delicious airy winds coming through it, life is like an unsweet raisin, something truly inspire to feel the ultimate fire inside an inner core in flame, when this person who worships the land to be free like a fourth bird came out beautifully, let seek the moment, when the sunrise come up, shine away in clear lake sky, and to start an excellent hike onto the trail,
Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-8-18
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