Thunderstorm Oral Presentation

Pretty like moments touching and smelling her hair I’m relaxed going into new spaces peeling away temporary concerns as I burn greenery to seek pause, applause for meditation containing acclamation in thought.

Drifting away, hands connected, unafraid of fog as we navigate treacherous seconds given no promises we’re sitting ducks falsely healed by quacks, medicated to stay off track however something about you keeps slips to a minimum so we lay back.

Enjoying possessions.

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