Simple Theories

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YOU could at least light, it work any us, sprite of we are, thinking something something

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Topic sentences shall now be removed from consideration. Yes, the Muslims are counted, named, decided in this land and time. We all have reflective penchants and pop. A goring by a bull takes little time, the timely execution of mistreat settles matter.  Matter avails the timeless poem, word by word, till you, start, to, believe each, word tries, together.

Simple naming, blur sound. My dad had a table and Janis Joplin stood on it it and wild. Those days imagined a process of evaluation and moor. The rock of leaves and trees in water till lots of spaces between. When the number includes the endless vowel as testament of sorrow on the edge of time, timeless is a town by anything. Those days of just enough to loud, to over ear the letter of the Dad, generation. But in rations of slower down to word, you could say the structures were made to be resisted. And the Dad that had to turn away to die is a vetted program called life until you see the same same thing.  Dad your, sun, like it is that easy, down by the green wood.