a blown boy

i think about which is lost. lost things attack. you own they then they go out of the space you get. next instance, life is to be of unseen, God of little things and a bit of the land petals get to be in. I will not be lost like the things of the untold past. you buy it o get it unpaid. i always think life lost is a cute idea of God. i think it's bad feelings getting in way of the found stuff. like it o put it away. you can't be of help unless i get online access to update people about this all. being online is nice. as i think of it, it is to be held in one's hands with delicateness of a soon to be wounded petal. life is life. i is i. plettiel than plettiel. plettiel than pletty. plettiel than plettiest.


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