in Windmere
here we have a word
what turns the doors from out our way,
that we might sell great plans.
GREAT STEAK stench ed plazas adorn the path to capital commissionary gain. may stand if only so in submission
to our own great GREY THOUGHT.
the noted surrender of an empty laugh at a given joke.
the notion I could ever be happy.
what mockery!
what wonderous dark!