Digging Books Again
5-21-20
Mine in one bet
Time for a ton to exalt up at six just in time for action
Wandering around all for the Son of God
All in a steered again like our own mound in fiction by all
Here for butter and munchies reborn to grope sloppier by our dim-lit trough
Eventually saved hence as to revere our sun at heart
And say a prayer to make a new stunt for Hallow receded
We come alive now for verge and action spun like a toy
For happiness to know only none dim and holy...
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