what is enough went the other way what is spelt lies like rattles and furniture in the first place effect ...

insitutied like bushles of frost bitten by mixtures of frequent effected nasal sounds oft in silent reproductionals over the many thougthts of nothing the never get thought but are known where they  are found likenesses of being and meaning...

why is it that we love to love the love that is not real or even existing in thoughts or bounded by lines of force as a frequent flyer in sitting were ever they want is not enough but is what is what was that tis the way of ways the now of then and now a little bit later into the view of so much fuss there isn't what is but what isn't it that this becomes of more then before or less then after where ever in said ...?