I want you all to know for this, is the significant account of
the giving of the significant appreciation of the peace.
So for the benifit of thos of you with flash photonegitivity, This is the significant adulation of the audience?

Aberation t purity of existience
pervasion
Parmenion
Science all a consequence of their averasion
averasion pervasition the emancipation proclamation.
funny how y'know the way all our heroes died
Spearowchera.
and curioblendez

and y'know the way creiriritation.
and it all gets too commercial.
And wouldn't it be mice, if averyone was a newbie immitation
(influation,compastrination)
and these are not those medical (purpratation) Terminology infruation.
These ar loike y'know the words that should be said be made into a definition.
Nor be it propaganda (or a very good song)
add a haition to the line that came five turns beforehead.
De psychadelic octopuss be floating in my vison.
And the thoughts, and the thoughts, keep turning in an animation.
Of pastels in a wheel. Ask an artist to wreturn the day.
And rhyme is only lonqual in a mind's ear, as prose is to wont of appearing in a sepia image of the Bard.
Y'can't exist to be in a locrazyian. And the capital M is appearing just way beyond what aeare of apeearing fore outter reach.
And to a wonderfully changing thougt to ber right about the existance of a tune beyond what we create beforehand,
but or not be but of a depearing divine inspiration, or to be in the stead of the rest of the greed of mankind.
Holy Bible not for of being the Michael of the desert, and to disguise rhetoric behind the gilted versions of lines of these verses.
This is the intention of pretention of Humanitou. And a worrisome ride of rhyme this be, were both black and tin to ever become one.
And the capabilities of poet and all the rest to become abherent in the recent past, is but a consequence of the inreaction of fire.
The fire that has gone before and not the tame yet rioteous flame of toeryear.
To bejoy the deep obliviousness of sleep is all I want for a dollar.
And to encrypt the lies of the fragile within the twistedness of twisted verse.
To bemoan peace yet all stillness manage.
To return to the rehation of ancient verbiage.
Yet none so old as that which hath paseth recently just so by.
A still ocean above of blue, a caricature of a rocky ridge.
And we still won't be here or not here delete as ye will to be here in the morning.
and it's all so perfect and the gleam of the ilt of the wave of knowledge of posession,
be free with your census be free, to reign. Over a sea of cream that's me.
Chilling are my tips of fingers not like mine. To examine this line in paralell to the misculture of nonitivity.
To break is the end.
Well except of the fasting cereals.
To the innovation of thought
where is to be feared of continuation of the past.
Few thoughts into the corrupting inviolability of my brain. Of conspiracy and detailed anthropology.
I know which world's laws apply to the studier of not quantum but questions.
And the thoughts get almost too divine to handle, though should I leave to the benefit of others dressed as my kite.
It all feels so very strange so I'll go to see to the adulation of the masses.
In a matter of character way of speaking, or to pretect loquation for the purity of the vision of reality of self gain.
and to selfsee the gain of this.