Printed By Permission . Within soft autumn leaves, Caressing constellations 'Engulfed within. Nor shall the sun ever set on the mature oak of my being. Printed By Permission. Ask the electrified game fish, arched, glazed-eyed, dying in Heaven's orbit.
Nothing stays forever save time eternal.
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