Tuesday, July 10, 2012

A Lot of Us Just Shrugged

This is the main child, the document. The main child survives and presses nose to glass, a puppy behind. The main child loses things, and things are still. The main child lives in voice, in the time, at a will, as a wall. The main child is as bright as the season and still.

A main child is obvious, clean and perched. We ask in every sentence and the main child starts expanse. We cannot wait for the main child, the main child waits for us.

In our blessing, which is a machine, we see all the towers created for the city. Apple trees have left their blooms behind, the fruit is time to go.

Steam freezes in degree as we settle. The greening of clarinet in the topic sentence puts new and front to the main child plan. Each end note leads. A puppy expends puppy in the time it takes. Here is the sun light standing.

When Break Door

When door breaks, use catalogue. Children in the garden rock back and forth. Corridors foster children, making choices called class. Every class stops at number. Choose child, file number. Angle towards room, follow corridor, choose number. Add file number to child. File child to added number.

Start early and burn often. File addled child number. Prepare noon for midnight. Stir corridor, choose number. Add child to number, expect midnight. Return to corridor.

Exit number, speed corridor.

Accept child in number, reverse charge, call corridor, look for class. Inside a deadpan, find door. Teacher always right on left or right.

Right is the bloom of a perfect arose. Went down corridor, turned to door. Rocking back and forth, turned to door.

Documents Before Scan

The place is a sample of all children. We call it a litany of mistakes. We cover it with something cooling.

The space between us is called a city. It lives up to date with data storage and poor noise. We plan to remain, tho tons seem minimally engaged.

Our economic news springs into action. States seem likely events. Today the vote sprays over a dull embolism in Congress called Trenchant.

President Kraken Responds

Every effort has been made to every effort. After funding, loops will insinuate into knack for looping. A positive venture will install the next debate. Meanwhile,

obvious facts resume reproach. The interest in these sparkling indices called stars enjoys regulation. A world of fracking insists on the insight of time. Let us deliver more foam.

In later years, there will be more earlier years. We must resist a sense of time as a thing made of muffins and coffee poured into perfect cups. We must not pour muffins into cups. We must see the Higgs boson as a thing made of no thing freed from anything until now. Vacuum is another name for electorate.

As I chance upon the next verse, I find that testament arrives with blanket statements. This blanket resembles a clarinet, except that it quietly goes its way.