Bears look at life from both sides now, which explains nothing. The viable poetry of bears places stern assonance to the fore. They growl like constancy. Their televisions flicker with mind-tossing opinion about life and retraction. Like you, bears can only be fooled. Bears as a species have three masts and excellent maneuverability. They can climb trees and run faster than you. Their flags rise as verbal as are you. Their gun decks thrill with large claws and devastating teeth. They make up for their lean winter diet by eating tons during the warm months, and consuming tankards of good ale. Brains and brawn and attitude a-plenty, bears deserve to be your rug. Say you have been somewhere and think you are something, that makes you more powerful than bear. You have a holy mission to be. You have birthright and the mannered billfold to do it. Your scat compounds in compliance. You are bear to the bear because you say so. Hold tight the anchor of your renown.
It begins with a scanning of light, a settlement of words. The lightly fracture of Bird sound begins in the office of seeing. Not sentiment but sense, as cool as Green in the Early days. Pasture resists nonpasture, no one Refers to none. All remains including nothing. Morning Is belief and there simply there. Tides go freshly to the point.
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