I haven't eaten breakfast yet but you and your conjunction can't decide and I don't approve of emptiness.

Your dull fixation with the arrangements no spice, no variety , what do you have yet to learn in the future , do waves appear then crash the foam bubbles away unjust , why does it do that.

I have yet to appear by your side, I haven't eaten breakfast yet I do approve of emptiness after all.

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