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Vending in Plain Sight

 Your kids fly away on drone.

It is today.
Cthulhu looks tired.
It is today.
The drone you hear: your kids.
Your kids are the time when you had to, responsible.
The drone is Cthulhu, about time.
Today is tired, like Cthulhu.
You like Cthulhu, today is like Cthulhu.
The time when your kids do you have kids of course this is time and time again.
The drone lifts Cthulhu, not so well-proportioned.
The kids you do not have flyaway on drone.
The drone is Cthulhu’s nameless cousin.
The no kids that you have pleases Cthulhu and Cthulhu’s nameless, latest cousin.
You like nameless, you like cousin, you like drone.
The drone is a keepsake for 2021, the year and ending. You will have a to-do list.
You will have Cthulhu.
You will have drone.
You will have kids or no kids.
It is today again.
In your hurry, it is today again.
Anyway, here is the story so far today.

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