Reconstruct the broken aura.
Yellow, golden fawn and flora. Tickled furry ear that flutters. Silent nightshade turns to butter. Electric channels at the call. Waxy, wondrous wailing wall. Climbing high, so tense they fall. What brought me here, I can’t recall. Hiccup dancing here we go. Beatbox prancing to and fro. Peeling anger leaf by layer. About this town like he’s the mayor. Once caught glitter in my hand. Not be bitter. Turned to sand. Cast off turning time that bands Fleeting runs and also rans. Excite the choir’s alibi. Swaying gowns and tenors cry. Conductor dancing in the grass. Waves baton out over mass. Crouching down beneath the coats. Billy clubs and billy goats Chant along in reverie. Smoke so thick, I cannot see. One day, while calmly looking back. I'll find a crevice in a crack. Heave a tired gravelled sigh. Remember clouds that heckled by.
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