Cornucopia
Her speech perfume completes mind flight. Consonants clear customs with an obbligato passage of variations on a known theme. Unseen clouds glide past the solar panels, impervious to starlight. Moon fraction seems impromptu slice revealing our location. Such shift rebalances the sky. Informal gravity receives the tenor saxophone warm water tones. Our conversation owns folklore to abide by an ontology assigned. The half shell named for chosen home. Unless the sacrifice of other-space defines binary clarity, no pinpoint happens.
Cold outer recognition creates warmth of place in place within
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