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TIMBRE (Premise)

The Impossible Might Be Real
Probably quite concealed
In optical
Obstacles:
Opposite life revealed..

(Because)

( ↑ That’s the Premise..)

(And it’s endless..)

>!<

The “better your life” hawkers
Settin a price on your
Head for a nice profit:
Better to hide losses..

Clever disguised false words
Debtor to pride’s offer:
Scepter inside coffins
Jester and jive talkers

Dead, but alive wanted
Head on a pike, haunted
Sentries to buy off when
Envy’s the night watchman..

Enemies might want the
Treasury life cost them:
Effort’s a lie - bought, when-
ever you’re blind: Watch them..

Better to prize God’s Son
Members of Christ, conscious
Effort? To write awesome
General Site Mantra:

Best Possible Everything
Yes, possible - when it’s free
Then all of it’s meant to be
When prophets consent to speak..

Dead profits tend to greed
Best possible effort brings
Dead followers - meant to see
Best possible editing..

High worship is the worth to be
In a king’s residence
My purpose is To Murder Things
With Extreme Excellence..

To boldly flow

Thru only prose..

>!<

To flow is perfection
Who knows it’s direction?
Who grows? It’s the evidence:
To flow isn’t leather then..

>!<

Why turn belief to certainty?
Live a dream’s testament
My purpose is To Murder Things
With Extreme Excellence..

>!<

Truth’s optometry
Is Ruthless Honesty
A few less apologies
Accused men ought to speak

To regret, not to peace
Move, yet not to flee
Toothless dogs I’ll treat
To bootleg Halloweens..

All the Power’s on
Box and cable in a circuit
Thought’s a crown from God
Watch: Patience is what’s perfect..

Followin a crowd, if not
Fatal, then just worship
Swallowin it down, but not
The snake when just dessert - it’s..

Certainly I’m ruthless
First degree, the proof is
Verdict - I refused it
Jury hung to prove it..

Tourniquet for rule’s wrist
Learn to quit, or lose grip
Mercy, if for fools, is
My personal amusement..

Excellence:
The excrement
Of joy, but crap’s the toilet
Never let it’s
Betterment
Avoided cancel joy then..

The joy that is set before you
Endures a cross purpose
The noise that you let inform you
Ensures a crossed circuit..