Water Undefined

Water Undefined, a myriad of trust. I do not hold myself accountable for the water undefined. Gon someplace far, though I shouldn’t, my trust is not hearken. My hope is never on time.

The ember that fought sits still and qualm. I do not know. I cannot show them where the road goe, because time is of the essence. But I shouldn’t let this be. My forth foot sets on the top of the stool. My arm jumps for the bright that they said was untrue! My heart is beating the same tempo that I’m breathing.

She is aone. This, I believe so.

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