A thrones view
The hum of the air conditioner.
The loli gagging sound of the empty water bottle.
All wind related.
All tactile in a sort of mechanical Mexican all inclusive way.
Where is my vacation catheter?
Need a place to store all the trial-a- bites that are here to suck my splendor out from underneath me.
Ride the rug
Roll in the sand
Reasonable relentless raunch.
It's the extra weight I carry around in my vacation paunch.
The pirate ship over yonder miss spells a flagship of secrets.
Tally ho and fort night me.
I've not yet seen all I can see.
The view from my throne is growing old.
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