- Bzzzz! What was that? Comments

- Bzzzz! What was that? It could be
it is you yourself (what about love
and truth?). Day labourers know all
about endless motioning the peal,
the crops. Little they can too, their
pommel merely marries to attune
self-contained purpose. Have you
been driven from your home; there is
and is still the excited music box. You
standing amid the grain of sun-eyed
sabres, minus your you. Tombtome,
drone the buzz. The aim is that you
hold down a mendicant. When more
more flies than the other? Presently
dew has been mashed again; desire your
devotion that isn't. Welt a bit of month
to your bark according to which one
counts his deepest hut. In your madiwodo,
have a look. You want to die? Fine.
Go on. Be my guest. What's stopping
you, darned unbodied. Regard troubled
eye, best not disown your diligence -
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