November 1st

November 1st had a rural road rush by in the heart of the nation's state, it was solitary and fast

The star of the lode's sent words burst glad gloved soaral codes crushed by winged wahed harps of the station's space, it was hall lead sharing and tasked

The part of the mode's wend served searched slabbed slugged shorale explodes hushed by rings of sharps of the patient grace, it was wall speed sparing and passed

The dart of the slowed cents surged perched plaid plugged poural next goads clutched by dings of sparks of the bassed bent brace, it was tall teed daring and grasped

The zap's exact at last classed unmasked disked dask's watch snatched the unhatched tracked cash flashed stash straight from the past, I continued on the dash

- Avalon Dakota

- 11-1-26

- 1:26 AM

- November 1st