Something about the air that makes it
Odd.
Maniacal.
Eerie.
Only then it is just
Nonsense from an
Everydayman's mind?
Perhaps it is not so,
Little does one truly know the
Eternal nature of things
All asunder.
Seeking, sometimes for quietness,
Equalling to serenity.
Languish over the past,
Oust the old fickle flame of
Vivacity, and then
Emit a more radiant glow!
Maybe it is time to come again,
End of days?
Interesting...
How about the rise of
All who are interested in
Taking an
Emu out for dinner?
Tell-tale signs of pure
Oddness?
Believe me, this is not as
Enticing as emu for dinner!
Anyway, where was I again?
Loved to ramble, got
Out of hand.
Now it is the time to say,
End.
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