Admitting it's existence will rapidly create an advancement of competitiveness...



When the lights on ya write light sonnets, floating on a piece of wood you could call it wright brothers.
This is like a hype for me...going Ti-tan-ic--------------------^ <((______________)))

Looking down more than up now? I've been writing keys to get us out.
A little bit of me caught in gun fire. "Where's a itty bitty bit of peace, man I am done trying."

Poetic is, faux ettiquette yet so eloquently 'put' like a medicine to everything switching your 'moods' up every day.
Like memories filling 'you' up to entertain, just assimilate on 'queue' with a friendly face.


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