window.
a jaundiced
afternoon
to reminisce from
in kind
cloaked tonee vialect
ducts utmost
in a daily row of milestones
terra firma factoids
where to reminisce equals
a mound of pearls
from string sprung
purely out of
innocence or leanings
sometime left
unmeasured (even tines)
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