the Eyes were flying through the bars yesterday night.
Her Peripheral view was focused on a certain object-ive.
No Object for Eve.
She ejected the rum onto her brain cells rainfaling down her tongue.
"I am too shy to answer that question." __________this non-miss
The thunders started in the background. The tent started moving down. ______down the road
The vibrations on the table woke up louder.
She was looking intensely at the leaves of that tree
and behind it thunders. ____________________to the port of bliss...
The beat blinded her peripheral view for those seconds.
And it was a wonder.
"I have won my dear"
her heart whispered to her brain.
"And we are back back in the game"
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