The jocular Sumerians who tried hard. They ranged. They predicted Babylon, and that Assyria would be plaintive in outgrowth. We thought to look at writing but were visually impaired. We strove for the idea of striving while finding pieces everywhere. We read of prescient Gilgamesh and his rapt friend. Lethal strokes from the names of deities bedevil us. The quantum of that lasts years, vinyl memory, each as long as Buddha. All this nonsense of sense, we took turns. Those Sumerians at the bitter provoked cycles and drew words. Now there stands a dusted idea. Seasons flatter us with preservation and the idea we serve. Roots bottom out, tree rises high. Only now say words are poetry, only now grasp particular.
Dragon, it's I'm so excited! It's tradition to eat game time! (COLORFUL ADJECTIVE) (FOOD) and drink at We usually get with (PAST TENSE VERB) it is epic We're def showing up at spot, to fire up that (SUPER HERO) (PERSON POSSESSIVE) tailgating (ADJECTIVE TO DESCRIBE BACON) so it's not boring AF we seem To be restless
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