Once In millions of years, when the dinosaurs came, it never ends up to play a chicken like so, T-Rex would take the heat of the humongous battle against the odds, Raptures could be instinct and fast enough to rule forestlands ever made, to find some pleasant shade, as many of animals who never have any blade of teeth, as long as not a stampede marching in, with gigantic feet can be thumb away in sound, to shake up the vibration ground at first sight, the newest love to take it personally and impeached of life, love is a battlefield will be bigger than ever, compassionate can dish up in plate to eat, the inner inmate and shipmate to led the battles were done forever, no more volcano to be exploded and erupt quickly indeed
Written by
Michael James Brindley
8-8-18
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