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Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Poem- "No Meaning Where Done"

No Meaning Where Done

I hit my word into the pen.---There’s a strike in to fly out.
It’s a streak of interference.---My loyalty is applause over it.
Your pitch is coming up the book where we are.
Sometimes that island needs those returning senses.
We’re beyond signaled states.---It’s been a million days for Russian honey.
Just think about original dogs near the color on no message.
Our leave relates to their capture.


Let’s reach the velvet of our heaven now.---A stone has flowed from the flower.
The distance is as secret through half of all friends.
Is she to sleep by peace on continue in virtue of sunny goal???
#Youvebeenthattornsymbolacrossbalanceinwhirringgraduation
(2`spaces)
We’ve been starting this purpose on difficulty.
One building of action turns the page on energy.
---More rooms are tough from sweetness against tales.


----------Is art the holy wish from unknown spoons?
I’ve tanned from history, as sorts.



To stretch a hole means little under the roof.
We need to wash the fire up.
As clean a dance may share the light, freedom is aspired.

------For all sakes, dimensions are written.
--Both tongues are pushed as is.


---------------So, what, what?
Information has to grow from the back.
------------*galaxy hold*
---------::few is optional



Those stars must wear plenty of rewards down on conceptual weight.
By all means!  Two views must hurt this memory on invention.
Orchestral names away become shades over presence.
(Jesus)(Elvis)(Lincoln)(Mao)

 --------------Is this chord made from the kick?
--------------Readers can’t automate power.

----Well!------Irritation is beneath four wings.




Disagreeable piles involve the covers of acceptance, no?
---------------I relieve your hug.

-----My heart has lost a few pounds at the community idea.
__These sad jays have the rain behind their talent.__
--------------Can we leave from the connection?


Sometimes, me.-------------You’re it, sometimes.

----------------My name is from a goal that,
--------------------has turned solid.  (bold)

______Of course, words are born with space._____

------------I’ve been the pacific crystal,
----------------You’ve been
____________the reflection we can make laugh.

--------------{put in air}

-------------“Mass is this click from a ledge.”

---------It’s that pretty much of something.___Yep!



________Skill involves people as emotion to being.
There’s something in my eyes I’m thirsty for.

---------“Go, no, go.”
___________A green home is under its measure.

Roses are blood, violets are sad.
Sugar appeals until we’re mad.

-----------What’s progressive so natural very?

___________Treasures are in easy tilt for a change.
---------Someone may copy your electric number.

------Yes.

---Division is live between our fainted subjects, as so.
---------------I’ve been following.
_Your husband isn’t my god.

--------Lessons shouldn’t be confused with fellowship.
________________So, huh?!
----------------My growth is a hit on rumors.


---------Count on “Sesame Street” started with umbrage;
-------------the vampire’s beak, was…
-------------->>imaginary<<

------------//a way to go cartoons!


-----------May Thor add color to his rest of opinions?


Look,----Sesame Street was a nice grove for ninja.
----------Imagine, Japanese watermelons:
___________His feet were used to pull the meaning.


------Santa invented a gift; two of these, or two.
_________________Excuuuuuuse me


___Fire is made of rain, now these days.
__________Low, low, low, gord.

“As round as an apple, As deep as a cup.
All the king’s horses can’t pull it up.”
-Mother Goose

----------People who love cherries hate each other.


:-space from the bar-:

-------Sorry, attention is out of orders to me good.

-----A library draggles with older dust on attack of funny wishes.

----MLB scores are the beginning of our disappearance.
“Excuse you too, George!”
-----------10:57a.p.m.m.


---------Love has been stirred by one who dresses in health.
Love has been stirred by one who dresses in health the phasing snap,
Being within curl over Netflix to sea in excellent xing.


-----------------Quietude is open job.

------------Romance is temporary death.

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