Steven Avery


Biography of Steven Avery

I am the 8th wonder of the world. The discrete mend, the breakfast in bed.

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Struck with embodied paralysis, danger full of impenetrable derelict, mind gallops through the embroidered rest.
In excess I’m tranced at large to the ocean blue nest, calming splash, reinstated excitement stashed.
Body lacks daunt proportions, imprecate scant verbal scandal, relocate fate in the forms of physical state.
Making due with the crescent cruise, masking what was now a pseudo infidel wound.
Mental strives with infinitive binds, monumentally agile to all follicles, immune to mu

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