WELKIN

West leads had our gains, we were westing within the wabe, winter had wonderful awake water and the natural wall took in the rivers wend

Entering our best speed, while fletchering with pecks as we breathed, the weathering quest of us the free saw the tethering of jah's leashed treks on the deck with our belief and down below feathering was their lecht of seeds, the glad hour maintained, we were westing within the wabe, their feeds emerged while testing the cliff's win with loved air wayed parades, we were westing within the wabe, deeds concurred and their pecking while jenuflecting did lift kings and shift hymns up to the stage, our limbs did stir with the pinned concern, around their fad, was the sound of their grabs, profound was their ironclad, round hood of the siren jabs, around them thunder cooled with fuzzed fate, odd crowds in the den of other lungers plunder ran bold with their shift of bugged dates, then with our father again we flew away like the potters, the stop served, our curious top did learn, again our plot was the earth, the land's buzz sat their cold in the hall and we were hooked with grins of givers sent, and the natural wall took in the river's wend

Living inside of shipdomhood mode again was us again as the signs came brand new

Knighting our big wings, was the kelvined twigged kin and the trees of giving had trimmed flings picking as we were nearby wizzing, and in the clear sky, there were beared guys, their shares so alive were hissing, unrisked swings had stock's thin yet wise, we discussed, and with busts during our soaring being just, unskipped plunged goods, with our equipped sponged mood, heard clicks run undone away now from the woods, we road with laws and games, our rush again flushed with the raw planes, with class the times changed, all we could ask was to have the line's fame, and the fans did stand for the charchroose pews being overdue, and blue was the room, we did resume

Innings of our courage of the clouds having cumulo nimbuses had them as inkblots, and the singing of our pourage with the door's phase had us on the mound outlasting june's soon code, christmases pad with fem was stashed with the shrink's dots

Nearly our grinning of our door henge of storage which could crowd the lamb's gimbs could fume with hope and our shins of double dutches once did laugh with pens of tasks and once upon a link the sink was bought, appearing and once we were singing in our oared rent and the forest's dish from the hood found that the whams and whims of the tree's of us ringed pins should tune us as hewn with the moon's of us hacked to soon fix of swift coped chance, our blings of old troubles with crutches had things of bubbles with our lunches, our front's lid and and cash running swift once did lend facts having demands, and our stunts once did budge with bon winks and the jynx was caught

- Avalon Dakota

- 7-20-26

- 5:01 AM

- WELKIN