“Lets just be” said he from the and a final thought is yet from he.
She stood tall, glanced and stared until said, “Lets be from the, I’ll let be.” She motions her signal waving her hand.
“For thou it’s me we were to let be.” He has said gripping his shoulder as the wind sets a comforting send.
She for the, he and the indestructible wind; she waves he on, down and watches for when he will be been. Yet the wind sets his been, she sets her be and together they
wait until he; yet is to be swept up off from the fall that now bleeds he until bled.
“He for the? For when?” She has said in to a wind.
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