In the frosty climes where frore winds blow and cappuccinos seem as rarefied as human slime, the polar bear proceeds. Not upwards, like progress, your special, but into the colloquy of straitened means. Up the fullest down. The union representing polar bears contains rash exploitation, just so fastened, as you know. Niche becomes clammy and the air moist, like how all wet mentions you in dissatisfying waves. The idea of the world couldn't last: too much cooperation required. Safety nets remain for the pious sticking to the mouth of. Polar bear, that bogus container of script, looks heap plied by death don't have no mercy. You need not sing along. A master class forms righteous view, inklings just fluctuate in patterned response. Polar bear don't bother to exist but you must in overtime. You define, in the field of time. Grow larger in now time now. The present remains, to escape the future. A neighborly moan says more.
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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