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front of the line method you are called
and are forsaken
ring those chimes
hey you there are those things
don't count
if not those don't count
that do
the lesser of those evils put behind those scenes
fairly screams at this kind of disenchantment
but the myth remains as potent are foretold are things
meseeming altogether differently
than the things are
out front
the great things
are not foretold
save in history
the counts are along the line feeling and temperament
could devise to serve the purpose
one two and so forth
and so on
hoardings state the very new of affairs
for all to see
the very drywall stuccoed subliminally rose and powdered milk
and cares sustained at the manufacture of the edifice
symbolize as anything else as much
not the same thing as much as to say the legate flies in
to the far city for a quick look-see
and that's the extent of it