The sun maybe 

Burning you, other brilliant dislocations TBA, expected. Alternate forms go 
Beyond predicates fixated on loud procedures 

But in their giddy case they look into a surfeit of space.. 
A sumptuous, soilless bond, 
Angels — a happy title.. 
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Maybe it’s only words, assembly, to quote you. 
They are absolute culminators, without our enzymes.