EPITOME

Everday he was the embodiment of then a modern major clever cat
Pep's firm ways and the cheese and peas buzz rushed with fem's job and wend, oven's with the job's burn did savor pepper jack
Inside of the tall room's pinned fun (the side of boil and baking) he would have the white round hat
The kinged pride of the aluminum's tide of foil and making was always on call, boomed, limb run, alive and royal and creating, the wall's noon wing of stunts cried and recoiled and was raking, the speed understood, the lab's ironclad discussed night's then had the mad giant pad's tick's flush with light, bright sounds tracked, flight bound was the batch, the crowns were matched, sounds were cashed, the pounds were flat
Over twenty years strong was his lone lasagna job having sixteen tons in the bureacracy
More modes emerged, plenty of shares belonged, the hub's biz was home, his dawns of snobs grabbing quick steam was among the store's locked in fees
Entering the load's turn and the code's concern was clear and calm, the plug's ard of the wiz was known, his bonds with mods, and his honda blobs were tabbing for his pocket pad flings, the picks gleamed, the shift was clean, the tricks redeemed, and clicked with his een was the brisk dream of his list for the scene, the club of done then had the lug of suns, the chore walked in threes for three
- Avalon Dakota
- 8-10-26
- 5:39 PM
- EPITOME











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