Prominence of Unconsciousness: The fox

Run rabbit run.

I will chase this night after you.

See where you can lead me this dry night.

Where are you hiding in the fare thee light.

Ahh sweet sounds of the clearing.

Come on sweet coney, let the fox corner you,

come on sweet scent of celery, let him chase,

while i dig better than I should have.

😆🤗🙂😈😆🤗🙂😈😤😲😆🤗🙂😈😤😀😲😥🤘💪💪💪

Phoebe M. c17j11

😆🤗🙂😆🤗🙂😆🤗🙂😆🤗🙂😀👊😀👊😀👊😀🤘💪💪💪

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