Whispered echoes of stolen words...
wolves in sheep's clothing...beckoning ...with desire for all, not one.. singular in motive...deliberate in intent
A tent that yields no safety froth with hijinks and deception...lies upon the earth...while gazing to the sun..
Longing for peace...tho chasing tails, always hungry...looking for the next piece...
Body ahdy ahdy...
Their ego (read that again, faster)
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