Saturday, December 9, 2017

Honesty — we used to say — is the sanest practice for thumb control and body fitness.

I have nine lines for you:
Let’s go thru it again, generations of worship set in. They come back. Soon you relax your balance, honestly, equipoise for a good writer is common enough, even now.

We went over appearances, for instance. Funny and finally, nine lines are one-sided in three dimensions.
Key is you volunteer in a regimen for hours at a time and it wears off — here’s what’s known: secretions from glands hang out in our brains, slanting the blurred promise you have, had or you don’t know in the aftermath of the hiatus, revving up.