Operetta’s focus keeps an eye out, part of the epistemic industry that can consider anonymous approximations in crazy-fancy contexts plunked out on a keyboard.

Moving forward I have all of an hour to believe in sweetness made into infamous exposure (in costume). Still, I cannot stress enough

your card was de-activated.
It’s a perilous ‘was’ — let me give you a way out.
Since there are multiple aims, capital will be re-bought, redefined,
irresistibly absorbed in sleights of hand. Meaning it,

if I voice a question mark at the end of feeling genreless, it becomes my pick-up line for the calmative afterlife.