White on red with purple ribbon, faces in red as water in hot flames gushes out, onlookers with fanning pity, a description of merriment.
6ft down from up and 6ft down from down, but who measures the down if the potential sand to be covered in sand?
Arise oh fearies and take our own who journeys to your own and sound the alarms of lonliness,
is it really lonely? Would I find out when I journey to the land of unknown.
©judaic
J