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The flames and nets seem to sway in the same way:
and for fish are eyes of the nets equally hypnotic as a fire for butterflies
Some butterflies flies around here in admiral uniforms -
as your continental ambassadors: the day for which they wears the uniform is certainly the judgment -
but fortunately: it looks as if they don't understand still:
what a ship they should leave like the last ones: and still sits on the flowers wackily:
Maybe everything will go well: and you turn our entire civilization into statues as it was with trilobites:
or: our long mutual conflict: you'll reconcile with some tremendous hurricane -
one day you just will come out from the beach dressing rooms as a giant storm: and it will be -
you have still the quorum two-thirds majority

Maybe you're coloring some huge ball
also elsewhere:
and also elsewhere: the matter is luxuriating in
and thunderstruck sky is flashing out
and therefore: it will not be such a big loss
But on the other side:
the gulls never laugh just for nothing:
and when it's necessary: they explain to everyone:
that everything in the world will always belong foremost to cheeky ones:




                                       ,
I like
to observe:
how                            reefs
   far                       the
     you                 seducing
         will          are
            go        you
               :when
and when you're splashing alongside ships nervously:
like a horse: which is biting his old snaffle -
I'm listening your whisper:
that unsinkable is only the line of draft







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