SATURN

Sincerely I was back to the morn, with a limbed clear lead my sack had it's turn, the pinned geared needs (of me of light) chose the lantern, wings of unfear and free then had their man's concern, Saturn was again a boom-boxed-place, the percussion patterns in game had June's rocked grace

At last the moon knocked with that pace, Titan had a mighty fortress that sat so tall, my sight's wend with lightning could afford their press of up to bat songs so uncracked, which with facts didn't soundingly lack on their radio's on track map, my morning had that listening lapse, I thought perhaps that their sound hacks resembled that genres grasp, their big relaxed code had that sound of the wall, their pack in that mode had profound laws, At last with doom I walked with cats in space inside of race

The timber's fun concern, with the sun's bon burn and load had self taught training

Under the thing of thor my wondered blunders of pessoas of lumber had that jumped surge, with the up thumbed es of urge, my memories of lawns had turns, and roads of rad help had the top notch highway reigning, hope with a fad felt watched with uncomplaining

Really big dances of the chicken pessoas west had cream of the crop and "grain"

No other appealing pessoa of twigs could give chances and quick wins with tests so boa to their unrest of mad leans, hops were flamed, their drops were sane, moves going "bop" were not in vain, unlocked was that topped earth train

\- Avalon Dakota

\- 6-5-26

\- 2:03 PM

\- SATURN