Further comes weather. Parrying its ... compose .... so's thing snipped her tiding waist ~ She's shipping out ... along the tall dull strata...

if nothing to say makes her successful what does it .. cliche comes to haunt the head...
what does it merit a man to lose his soul! immortal as a potted shellfish_______the punishing god hangs all your cores.. so core gotta go.... find yer baruchbrook