Having secured the good things outside of this drea, in my world
The objects i have not mined yet,
Astonishing obvious yellow hidden gold
the glamour of secret devotion
the protagonist and atagonist dreaming all together for hidden good lives
the greater parts unfinished and unfurnished out of the point
the humble lives in sophisticated elegant skies
the unforgotten bargains
the trivia to peopled desires to gore
living up what lungs are for
indeed, the life we pour
this glorious precious society
a wish in my blood
where all this kind of like life pour in and out, flood professing and observing the greatest situations
where we and all can take care of our selves
and not refuse nor attempt in failure another day
a life, we all dream
and can
participate