As many have read or listened and appear was made, what was questioned and has been bold stating.
Diction was misplaced and numbers were misspelled to annoy and distract the book worms craving.
Normal will not be here, not in my words not so simply put together.
My map has been made and goals to be had while my days without were better.
Yes though there be it more. More to find from me to lil' ol' you.
Poetic words misplaced are your first steps to a hidden abundant treasures roost.
That's right misspelled as well and redundant to see while my mean tales were told.
While together now we have, as time be played and my feelings oust the me of old.
So what is it then and what's this majestic unheard adventurous bedazzling clue.
Answer as time will come to be and your loves whisper will help to dews.
Dew What?
Who knows what that is though!
Ask a Butterfly.
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