PI’m The Shame of the Shoe

Maybe I should stop right there. A dead end of the word in the title in itself. I could escape to the yearning. Yesterday or tomorrow, and settle. Onto in the sun. The suite of the world transfixes me patterns. Al and it alters the word and grammar seem a way here. Yes the death of this vocation is here, she the neural network runs down all errors and peculiarities. So, soothe it is saturated upon perfection. It makes it very difficult to wire words into a string of meaning when you are confused and doubted, dot by dot, in blue lines and red. I’m keeping to my purpose though and will do so throughout. What happened to bring me here;. The ashamed family. Assured and assured, assured, assurance, a suing of; reflections that made the day, dying in the wet mulch, I wetted my sodden fee, the transcend fast, a feat of meals .

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