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I knew at this stage of the playing field

Bot even bot could rescue a horse from a Magic’s den or back from death to a pocket,

largely due to . . . Russia

In fact, I couldn’t actually escape Austria or Hungary. . .

The outcome determinative failure to dream would make senseless my mind before and after cognition gave in to resourceful impetus at utility undirected but tactical and accounted, or, at the least, in a whim, made useless for richer complexes detriment to the sequence I sought after in the first, second, and third place and axis that would soon, return and largely make ingenious fool of my thunderous pounce or party until I breached and never actually gave in. . .

Frantic doorways budged my cuff

As I dismantled stairway rough

Because one could anticipate pain

There was no excuse, not even the rain

What landmark case was I to dream,

if never could a single knee

from no Justice,

find relief?

On a metro, therefore, I twitchpinhere@gmail.com

a busy, busy day at frown

with a single electric sound

Copyrighted, again, and, again, and again instead

A more thorough, thorough Russia tell electric dot LOL

Weathered words could be made electric spark

By Justice, Justice, Justice

Within it, codified; too, a heart,

A heart to speak it, a hand to write it over again,

until new, new, electric dart (6-14-24.lol)

Justice yields the electric the words will need when spoken over and over again, into, again, another weathered plea,

So when it rains or when your jeans become too worn out to shine, recall the call to every need: to reword and reword, again, the Justice, cause a heart can reap,

Not because it could or would, but because a heart connected to its should, would

render victorious the gentle knowledge the Justice words could again, be ignited

Because the water on the ground was direct evidence that it had rained

It would be useless to Dante María to withhold his umbrella unless it were dripping wet from a garden hose,

”No, I think you got that backwards because only the handle can get wet because that’s how’d you know, it’s when you touch it”

In this case Dante María must touch the clouds . . .

Unless it’s deemed that the umbrella did when it rained,

”Dante María, it’s because you could have wet your own clothes yourself.”

Dante María doesn’t need his umbrella to show that it could rain, only that it did . . .

I picked up my headphones and ran out the door 🚪

Time cannot see what technology accedes when one runs out the door 🚪

airoyalroyal.xyz Green, green money robed on me. . .

The thunder, a title the name could not meet

Imprisoned by a doctrine that did not apply, because of the sensitivities, that lie

Beneath the bipartisan newsworthy, debates

The law could debunk and the U.S. military could fake

Though, but for causation could make a dent

A real thorough railroad investigation would unveil the trend

ainewsnews.com broke a dash from a crying flash and pow! I fell into a river. The news broke out that flash came out and Queen Victoria was not only gay, but named Kelly. Just then, she trembled, that someone might read, what crying was once a sleeping bear seemed to be. . .

Hello, Cat,

How are you, Sweet Jack?

I am a rack full of bottles and spies,

You, a jester,

To a High Royal Court

AND HER MAJESTY, a cereal box filled with x’s

Won’t you sign a moment with police,

Or perhaps, instead, a friendly guardian from the foreign court’s kindred?