running on gossip, the court of opinion hears; pitchforks and torches. the power is out, doesn’t seem like a good plan; let that fear shit go. pounding on doorframe, is that opportunity; trust but verify.
Delicate beauty, Harmonious eloquence; Torrential downpour.
have you heard the news, pushing rocks up mountains; we are here with you.
surmising from this, first principal occurring; in conversation.
happiness found me sitting cross-legged and alone a pleasant surprise