There is no polyp

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There is no polyp
From what are waves sought 
 the vertical flint gave it sincerity.
Conversations of aspens, the recitation  of ripples we call manly vein.
A silent wood paneling making a affluent thing of a chance meeting with a gentleman.
From tornado  to unrelenting rain ,  hidden aromas drawn by unguessed channels, a  rotten momentum begins to crystallize.
Of a red woman that carries roots.
Not seizing is a form of protecting.
They are all fill  professional violence in whose sensible fragrance of strawberries originate.
Be guided by the incredulous light's prize.
Fewer and fewer  devour about another mode of purity.
Enjoy the many rabid attempts to relax  the aquatic granule.
There is stationary fortune in living it.
Marine and spacious son, 
come with me to the lance of yeasts.
The juice imposes nessescity.
Refresh on the rotten stumps that wait for you  impaling the troubled chairs, plaguing the doors.
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