Late in hour and over in time, I plug forward. The mistakes cause such joy!
Even in my lowest peaks, it's no valley.
Sweater clad we cling to the idea that the sun has warmth.
It shall rise when the timing is right a d while it would work faster to sleep it off, as I said, I'm plugging.
Taking off my watch I land in a land of fairy tails.
I don't wear a watch.
And I'm glad from it!
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