01.June.19


Dream of utmost success for a future day; having it at the most famous house of operating arts is worth the play.

Planning does not turn hope real; aleuromancy that insists fate for free is better spent as a nourishing meal.

Days’ every effort earns inches towards the stage; ovations merit a reception of slight gilravage as toasted nectars next-page.

Disinvent doubt that says oneiric visions are mirage; living sans fear makes self a star on follow frames of life’s montage. ; )

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