apathetic appreciation gradated
see it smear on the windscreen the white lines that beg shape building bulbous droplets Agape they shake in appeal uphill calmly singing in the hush of the whipping wheels rubber purrs nicely on tarmac roads you have an angle of one on two name and destination all of them the same apathetic appreciation gradated
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What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?
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