Eleven Minutes Away

decorum to my crippling agents. prepackaged prayers and arrangements. your parting bids me a sweet sorrow. that perfect timing for tomorrow. i walk a minefield every time. impatience sings a crater mine. to whom it may concern. were sorry for your loss. i would advise you to be patient. portage across my broken landscape. extinguish evil with emotion. prescribed therapeutic potion. accelerometer is broken. so smile and wave on the destruction. your loss
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