Life is filled with rhyme and reason. Some make sense while others either away. Such as I took my journey and found many words.
These words some I knew others just sat there silent. I learned in English class how to pronounce them correctly but now I’m confused. Riddles are riddles, Rhymes are rhymes, Verbs are verbs and so on.
So why when I speak do I feel I have to keep my mouth…
Should I do this or that ? What in the World. Everything I write does not warrant a response. My response to the “ World” Are We Waking up yet or just still in park?
My tongue has been cut out of mouth so I cannot freely Express myself yet change is coming regardless of what you do. The wings on my body that enable me to fly look down upon you and question “ WHY”.
We cannot hear each other anyway with all the stereo sound so high on the speakers that woofers have blown out. The soundstage is overflowing with with people yelling and putting each other on mute.
Only the G-DS above can hear. However, they seem uninvited to attend and help settle the chaos. Yet a
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