PEN

Peace And Quiet was finally the fall leaves and the silent relief of my noise proof compliant magazine of high life and highlights, the pages never seized to have my fun's alignment, I was reading the latest issue

Entering their leading greatest fists were not through, they were remembering their meetings and statements with their quick jabs on the loose

Never a dull moment from them, I said with my fix of read times truce, the pen was then mine to pick being glad and still with juice, and the swift for the dads story again had the glory of my spilled ink amused

- Avalon Dakota

- 10-26-25

- 12:52pm

- PEN