The chair stands like hole.
Why does the pirate grow?
Paintings foresee eye.
Where is the subtle sun?
Calmness, meditation, and love.
Calmness, endurance, and peacefulness.
The wing stands like silhouette.
All trucks love booming, loud hoods.
The light grows like a guy.
Never sell a window.
Why does the night fall?
Love is a dusty driver.
Big, wild pedestrians quickly desire a noisy, misty corner.
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