Coming from a simpler time, he is not from this frame
of mind. A kind shy guy protected by a strong liver, armed with a timepiece of
silver and a charm that makes less worthy minded ladies self-loathing quiver. His
force cosmic and spiritual, an arrogant show boater he is not, weakness may be his
timid naivety, penetrated by forceful woman who crave moral high ground. Bound
for success, gifted my blessings wishing him all the best. Radiating rhythm,
contrasting his complexion. But another soul ravaged by my pessimistic
overactive dark imagination. Only to be dissipated by another anecdote about friend
zone occurrence, tax evasion, insurance while I gauge a reaction from slurs
conjured in a backstreet of my mind’s eye my words could never attack, or get
one up on the Mack.
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