Glaze coldness blurry and flurry mixed with fury. Utterly kept and fumed old hidden on purpose emotions from a mother, whereas i am not aware. For i glaze my focus on things and chances perhaps a shot in the dark feels like a maze. Crazed am i, blurry inside, not aware that is a craft or vibe. Intact inner charm, sends motion in check two three alarm, quiet but now silent. Rare reflections screening me, i am bewildered and razzled that haven is a circle for the scattered chosen, so when so when was this for forsakn let in? Cold frozen, faults show and many, whereas is the snow.

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