My Cocoon

Short steps take, and take
And take
Are you lonely? She's said just afraid
No one but sure gleefully
He's aware
Oh but sure as conceivably said
I'm here, billows of smoke
At that point nothing
Do you want to come over to say.
Oh? How she tried looks him in the eye and asserts
Truly, she's dropping the line he's
Much so much to you
O! It isn't a sure likeness
She says close the door
Where would you have me go? I'm so afraid she says
All the world's a stage
Mr. he motions to her chaise lounge, and
What these people are expressing is their tardiness and irrelevance
Si A Nari

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