This is the 2nd entry in my new "Frequently Strange Chronicle" project:
The dog wears bigger shoes then your most distant cousin's faces! Only claustrophobic war can hone the sliced magnification, when the facilatator twists his fingers on unwashed potatoes. So many bugs decide when the rain ends.
Antiquated notions perplexed jade bears. The wolves tapped the ground with water sticks, melting the sound bars. Golden knee caps adorn the vanishing mountaintops. Stomping owls remembered why the furry nostriled charmer sounded the roosters. Solidly rolling sideways when the flowers changed their frequency. Where were you when the ground talkers stopped startling strangers? Confused cobwebs sting the corners of the child's eyes. Never-mind the faces following the frustrated nomadic thought mongers.
Managing only to stave off the jumping joggers, jabbing walnuts impersonate a thought procession. Refrain from revealing all the identities of the pain stakers. Flesh driven rascal mania. Lean into the waving landscape. Trees make the wind when they dance, revealing snakes disappearing while quickly cap sizing on the horizon limitlessly.
-Ed Tajchman
The dog wears bigger shoes then your most distant cousin's faces! Only claustrophobic war can hone the sliced magnification, when the facilatator twists his fingers on unwashed potatoes. So many bugs decide when the rain ends.
Antiquated notions perplexed jade bears. The wolves tapped the ground with water sticks, melting the sound bars. Golden knee caps adorn the vanishing mountaintops. Stomping owls remembered why the furry nostriled charmer sounded the roosters. Solidly rolling sideways when the flowers changed their frequency. Where were you when the ground talkers stopped startling strangers? Confused cobwebs sting the corners of the child's eyes. Never-mind the faces following the frustrated nomadic thought mongers.
Managing only to stave off the jumping joggers, jabbing walnuts impersonate a thought procession. Refrain from revealing all the identities of the pain stakers. Flesh driven rascal mania. Lean into the waving landscape. Trees make the wind when they dance, revealing snakes disappearing while quickly cap sizing on the horizon limitlessly.
-Ed Tajchman
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