Consequence in numbers, increases. In sequence, says who?
Shallow, bellow, wallow... Deep sigh. Why?
Attention, our nature is self pitty as you gaze out for seduction.
Indulge your self worth, hault!
Curteous, are you? Speaking for yourself, out of order.
High, sky, do it or die... Hmmm why?
Promiscuity, impede the consequence. Now you see.
Impede indulgence. Weep, sigh. Wallow, why?
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