Green, red, orange yellow and blue. Tannins and Hilton and associations to boot. Free to commit and the next day remiss. Surface rhyme submits to the cerebral ideation deepening abyss. Dang that button I didn't mean to hit. Crimson Prometheus, oh, I forget like a simile to euphemize the gist. High dollar I sound in the colloquial diss. On a ra t (n) I never meant to publish it's this. So, away, disappear, but it won't, gear's engage. Take it or leave it, profundity or banal. It is what it is, or isn't it, or is it aint.
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