part 2: decent things include rivers over bought surfaces. try to explain why.
hello, sad stamp of authority. your bitter limestone molds Mt Everest,
yet look who bought the angels. trust combines with pure weather while
days finger a pulse, letting it play merrie. still poetry overcomes the
name of Jim. tidal waves relent on auspicious newscasts, whose weighty
song tags the wind, freshens it with vowel. next comes the diligent
register of maxing out. shrivel consists of teeth, teeth consist in Tom
Cruise. no one cries, it would be a waste.
