fleur de lis in dynasty and rain
of all the places
don't change like the whether
the  moon, a way, make tonight
vicariously mysterious abandon of the transcendental anatomy
fare warning
quelle heure est-il?
floating in a violently exquisite haze among incandescent bodies
i am the lorax...
[just as night falls do not be afraid for you are liberated: (sterling lineation)/'seldom to touch far away from here'...]
however acknowledging wonderful kings
family traditions
expiration date
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