Harvest to die.
Evaluate the see through.
Hawking over lakes is not impossible.
Scanning the news means missing the point.
Missing the point is everything.
Saturday is just one of seven.
Seven is only a construction.
Statues crumble like biscuits on a roadside.
God doesn't exist but that means nothing in a test tube.
Spinning wheels get faster the more they hurt.
Blood doesn't agree with the gravity of a situation.
The trees were right to stop talking, but we were wrong to not listen.
Curtains see all.
The sky will not bow to us.
Tonight will end in a faint drum beat illuminated by a peach
If tomorrow came back to visit would it want tea or an apology?
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