Grass completed silent, water fountain hasn't shut down, it has to be no little sound like that, bloodthirsty wind calmed easily to set below inward, the graveyard cemetery stones with names, was called and written in the past time, usually, the pleasant of future to begin middle and End, unable to speak out loud and clarified lands coming through on tracks, unzipped, not hardly skipped a tune upon the middle earth's music whispering nonstop action like this out there in the wilderness worldwide, it'll be a roller coaster ride, you'll never hide, in between side to side equalized
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Michael James Brindley
11-23-19
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