nature
empahsis
with the movement of time
successes
ondulate almost annulate
prophesis
it is adulate
it is the like the sea
when the wind frequency to the waves
infancy
echos charcoal hollow
slow echolo
chimes follow
a little
astounder
to a milimiter blinder
a second reminder
it is enough louder
a minute reckons
it is to the silence it beckons
without it the hearing deafens.
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Originally Posted by cacian
