With audience I tremble as each syllable continues from my quavering lips to a silent ear. I propose swift justice for slow speech, may it rot in prisons founded upon swollen transcripts. Continue among us, you that knows only boosted confidence, I can only imagine the pain that each shoulder bears under your inflated head. Rise to heights no man has dared witness, for the wrath of God falls onto those who dare disturb his perfect cloud. A sun lies in wait to scorch all that leave the Earth's embrace.

Do I dare find pride in the soil? My pants are filthy and my face foul. Each breath of air corrodes my heart as the rock holds fast my soul. Grass and tree tower above my station, and both shade me from the star. Still, the shadow of my hand gestures obscenely towards those that fly.

One glimpse of an angel, as it's ashes coat my eyes.

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GAHHHH

I read it. Can't say I much know what I just read.

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Can't say I much know how to reply with anything but, "ok."

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GAHHHH

Right. What a disappointing comment. I suck.
I owe you a worthwhile commentary. One day when I'm not high I'll write you one.

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I look forward to that day.

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GAHHHH

With bated breath.

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