regulated colors, of oceans and trees and blue crows, certitude in every expression. Long reaching strands of light Perfectly encroached by creative instants or foolish ones. Skyscrapers resist temptation. Flowers fill the world. Popular vitality. I am a political student. I have grown through cruddy ages, and I'm breathless. You won't be Donald forever, and I will never touch that stuff. Thank you for the commission of life.
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