FOR REAL.
Today I inspected you, and thought. You're silly. I weep for you. in fact it's rareness that has exceed this grit. Even now in solace i fear, that you're a remnant still. Beg my pardon but, do i forgive this mess. This, heathenism? I beg of you, let it go. Let a suns-cape be your nearest burden. May you feel refreshed, without said disheartening. I pray the best of you and your family. However, I'm gone. So far gone I'm idle. Idle away.
I grave my future. however beautiful and sound will i have no deterrence, always contain a piece of you. But leave this here. now. Suddenly abrupt and respectful. I beg you. My war is not, with someone like you. The same volume as what yours was. I'm waiting. Instilling that change is on your horizon, but dry on. Go ahead. Dry.
Separate but equal. Lovely I have no indifference. i am sound. You shall be with time. .