Double * Meaning
As I
got further in the depth of my sea of words I felt it come to me easy as a
“piece of a cake.” But, I’d know you’d come to realize, I did my learning in
how the higher sun can star to bake.
When I influenced my mind in a star of light meditation. I took a
different approach then as a miniscule mermaid recreation. I swam my mind up higher in search of the
star of salvation. It led me to the
answers of all stars of grand and marvelous creation. My greater change in star
of thought was for a better time to star to come. Just like the old’ Sun I found my star of
happiness in simply music and soaking the good star up some. I had put star of
time out of my star out day’s manipulative star of thought. To go star off searching the life’s waters to
only find that this wisdom was lying and growing in a star full of hot.
But, in my search for love I came across
this mermaid Molly. She fed the minds of the people with something that sure
brought them near the star of jolly. She said to go find true love back with
this mermaid Mary Jane. But, every time I brought up the soar subject she just
said don’t let it get to my brain. So I
went to this mermaid Lucy to take her for a star a far sea trip. But, she had
forgotten about love simply cause she had star a far past her insanity with it. It seemed these mermaids carried an influence
of a different kind. Not knowing which way for me to go, but enlightening me to
a star away for me to find. So I tried to wake my mind from swimming with a
little star sense of “yay-yo.” But, using my old star nose didn’t seem to let
this sense of the star to true love just go. So I star back to that sweet
mistress of Mary. She only seemed to
be quite contrary. I asked how does your garden grow? With cockle-shells and
silver bells and pretty maids in a row. She had shown me the love seed
that all mermaids kept deep down below.
It was a sea star upon shelter, but she wouldn’t dare her sea star love
for it go. So I told her I needed the
star of love for someone that I could wow. Sweet Mary said bring her sand star
seashell and you will hold the girl. As
it’s a girl’s treasure of star love that brings it back inside to be a star
shiny pearl. We are only mermaids who
will mess with your miss upon the land.
For we only carry the maid power of hold by swimming hand in hand.
So it had seemed I had left my mind all
together. In this yearning for love we all soon should have to render. That was
all up until I met this darling heart of girl with the last name Bender. She
called to my mind that it had been playing a joke on my heart. I had gone to the wrong wheel of weed asking
of this desired love part. For why do
you think they call it the 5th wheel? It
was sweet Mary who partook in love, but who wouldn’t give any or much less her
own mermaid of a squeal. She swam silent
into the minds of people in search for true love and its human nature of
appeal. But, poor sweet Mary only held
the star maid power to discover it and let star of reveal. After all this was the star essence of the
whole entire mermaid love ordeal. She carried an influence that gave deep depth
to her understanding of the star of love. For she knew that the shallow living
people world was in need of a necessity like deeper love from up above.
The star depth of
sweet Mary’s Love was surely received. For my girl's heart felt drifted along
and feeling such as star deceived. I had to prove to my true love that this
Mary was all but simply star mistaken.
We love you for your sweet star mellow time, but not any of your cold
mermaid heart breaking. My girl weaved me back into her love as her time was
all of my day. So we lit the shit out of that old maid Mary in a pipe in hopes
she would let her tinkered love begin to repay.
Mary said she was sorry for trying to keep it all. It’s just what us
lonely mermaids due from keeping blue and star having a ball. I understood for it seemed she always got
star smoked in the end. So we took her
back and burnt her again only to find her as our new star saved friend. Sweet Mary than on always swam by with her
spell of luscious uplifting star on seaweed.
Only bringing light and deep truth to the growing love weed we lovers
did need. She said she had been with us
since she heard a lil star song of shelter.
But singing it back to her was only going to begin to star to melt
her. So she told me to sing it back to
my Miss star Bender. We would have found the star of true love over a sweeter
virgin of a star Mary who now held such star splendor. She only brought the star charm back to make
all our new love begin to render. Giving me the power to find the right words
to write back and star to send her.
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