CLOUD WEND

Coming again was the deep dream of the boat and the camera was pointed at the sky's cloud's series

Lunging again was the sleep scenes of the most and the plan's hurrah was annointed at the live found glare leads

On the thumbing again was the leap's beam of the coast and the stamina was jointed at the tide's proud spare speed

Under the sunning again was the keep's screen of the posts and the landing one was boy sent at the five town's prairee

During the stuntwing again was the beep's beans of the froast and the panama was joy tensed at the dive crown's steering

Wondering west of the running again was the sheep's team of the vote and the lamb's dada was ploy sensed at the hive's round rearthing

Entering quests of the tonning again was the sweep's lean of the toasts and the champina was void spent at the prized pound's pairing

Nearby was the exit into the sea with new earth things

Dearsize was the plexlift limbed through the seized shift's blue birthed kings

- Avalon Dakota

- 10-5-26

- 4:44 PM

- CLOUD WEND