Music: By My Good Friend And Brother, The Talented Jeremy Garner "Manifestation"
The night juxtaposes the fruitful, and the unforgiving, and I rather eat of all of it slowly before my eyes eat away of the exhaustion! The blessed grace which belongs to the hope of better, belongs in the stems of the vine. Therein there is a dichotomy of what is mine and what is given to me. These gifts which have come to sweep me up in the night, are expressed in the humility of the night. Such magic that seems to only begin in the earliest attitude of the month. I behold the overall expenses of usual digestion. Paying the price for tasty consumption, yet seeking if less would be more. Carrying along by the thoughts of compensation. It looses by our finger tips so fast, but our knuckles and hands work at greater measures. My labor will not be in vain, as the compensation will now build into a divided membrane. Narrators of fiction, are depictions of the story in all of us, that we wish to be true.
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