Hush said the rogue to the dwarf, he
much to keen to see through his master
disguise to a new place the pick pockets
of the infinite ride called life, the
pick pocketer ready, his strike, a watch
insight, jungleiezes, the rise for better
disguise. Simple yet, flowing the knowledge
through the ledge, a wedge of sorts, explained
the rogue needed to capture, the mouse, in the
maze, to the left of the waves, of under glow
trinity plentifully ready really, tomorrow, never
knows, said the beatle to the rogue, borrowing
posions from the merchant, to splash his blade,
to the shadow negev, flowing never knowing.
he cook preparing a feast, meant to give stamina
and strength, the woman o so ready, chuckled
to himself, the dwarf did , drinking from his
stout,
The dwarf smirked, and proclaimed the game to
the ancient rogue name, give the
chance id rather be baking eggs
right now, hush said the rogue not allowing
it to be jingle it for me, you know i will,
haha, the rogue smirked laughing at the
dwarf, im not laughing at you, im laughing
with him, the dwarf he was much to ready to
change levels to the an unknown amount of
diplistic proportions. But the scoop,
made of stainless steel, whelded by
the dwarf marched by his side, like
the name of the yonder hungergames,
the time seen farther down the line
waiting a game the master unkind,hiking
forcing tasting forever, thesimple fact
that notthinking can get you somewhere,
and teach a little about yourself. A word
is this and not that the forwardness coordination
of a nation sensing immenent juice and sorrow,
waves crashing now sits down and laughs back
the rogue ready for his blades to be dipped
in poison, for the next rush of the jingle
kush blush, smoke one light em up blaze em
mon, klick, rewind, unjumble,fast forward,
clean as salt, in an ocean, on a n earth in
a milky way, candy bar, filled with caramel
put into a glaxy names the same thing, tossesd in a universe , glitched, like a blue screen, some good poetry there.
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