An atom and the universe we act like we know but don't of course is the same realatively
Speaking of points plotted paste like sap drained from weeds sold to those who are thirsty and will buy
Say from weeds if it is for a good price.
Atoms plotted course and cause according to
Her will She thought
Cry the rest into submission she thought
Feather slippers protect her as well
And logos dulche gucci
can place a thing same as pulse and fusion hiddon among gut and tendon unafraid of logos protecting dulche gucci
These are art you see
And can play this role and that
She will at nagociated sequence
Every time illcogent electives clinging to moments battling moments unmeasured at length but that hardly matteres
Of course when cry and logo saves
Learn not but save
Points plot what wins the moment
And Condemn the past
Or
Pulse and fusion hiddon among gut and tendon feel the breath in that feeds sight and sound and above them memory of the past and why we have memory
To learn an amtrac tamper driven by fution
So that we can look, see, love and above them mend
On his rythmn
With or without logos truly don't matter.
