Read a book and wanted to write one. I’ll read another.
A trumpet sounded on the set. Quiet please, we’re here thinking.
Draw those velvet drapes or they’ll see what is real and what is false.
Trees do not wave in the breeze. But we want to know who does.
Pasta used to tie the barn gates closed lasts for just a short time.
We are turning up the music louder and lighting a cool fire.
Yes, you may go now.
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