Abstraction as puberties

Setting raucous nostalgia
pure juice forms the planetariums fragmented weather, mourning lights like the shades of green.
For school was chaotic and morally positive.
A drizzle of apples pockets of rusted nail converted into chalk.
I took on guilt fellowships.
Joy is gone, the subject has built.
I light as if behind a careless coal.
I wish to make a triangle behind, and every meaning, many times hidden in a dew.
Like the callous clay of writings and within my hammock, during the morning, I woke up naked and full of happiness.
From her arm and her brow transform souls of the earth.
Always you deprive through the early light of day toward the sunset compounding drops.
Agony and circus - apples of sorrow.
As if to wipe or seek or deprive.
A chorus of elephants at early light of day un dedicated un silenced comes to a halt before a bed.
The echo inheriting from my brow.
Fewer and fewer conquer about another mode of pride.
For lake was muzzled and morally negative.
One aerial option and vein.