Thursday, October 26, 2017
My static images
It's on a grey curves
It’s in a tiny hole
The knifes are black/sliver
The knife block is wooden
The brand of wood is oak colour
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His hair looks like a wig
In the paddock
His hairs sinny
He's staic
He's lying on the green grass
His body looks shinny
He might be waiting for his prey
His hairs golden
Its bright
You can see it's in the afternoon/morning
You can see the yellow of the sun
There's a shadow
His hair looks like a wig
In the paddock
His hairs sinny
He's staic
He's lying on the green grass
His body looks shinny
He might be waiting for his prey
His hairs golden
Its bright
You can see it's in the afternoon/morning
You can see the yellow of the sun
There's a shadow
His hair looks like a wig
In the paddock
His hairs sinny
He's staic
He's lying on the green grass
His body looks shinny
He might be waiting for his prey
His hairs golden
Its bright
You can see it's in the afternoon/morning
You can see the yellow of the sun
There's a shadow
His hair looks like a wig
In the paddock
His hairs sinny
He's staic
He's lying on the green grass
His body looks shinny
He might be waiting for his prey
His hairs golden
Its bright
You can see it's in the afternoon/morning
You can see the yellow of the sun
There's a shadow
His hair looks like a wig
In the paddock
His hairs sinny
He's staic
He's lying on the green grass
His body looks shinny
He might be waiting for his prey
His hairs golden
Its bright
You can see it's in the afternoon/morning
You can see the yellow of the sun
There's a shadow
His hair looks like a wig
In the paddock
His hairs sinny
He's staic
He's lying on the green grass
His body looks shinny
He might be waiting for his prey
His hairs golden
Its bright
You can see it's in the afternoon/morning
You can see the yellow of the sun
There's a shadow
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Big
pink/white
Ants around it
Close the the grass
Ants are black
It's sugar free
It's from chupa chups
It's on the grey concrete
On the sidewalk
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My complex sentences
Although Laurel was nervous and shy she sang, a inspiring song by the campfire
Chirping birds came to support her wonderful lullabies.
The roaring fiery smoky car drifted around the corner AS the ford
Raced until he overtook the subaru AS the ford came racing down
People started chanting for him
AS sam woke up and done some hard mahi he made him a boiling cup of chocolate coffee
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