Someday soon never perhaps
There is a time and a place for this place and time. Perhaps it is now. Perhaps it was then. Could it be soon? Sit in this darken hole and grasp your shoulders with opposing arms. Does this provide the warmth you so long for? No, then I am sorry that you shall have this emptiness until it is filled. Will it be filled you ask? Soon. Never. Someday.
These arrive today… carbon fiber madness… no fatties allowed unless it is smokable.
*Singing* I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it where I like
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