I long and belong to you, youthfulness beyond upbringing, along the bonding and beyond mentality. Gladly I will imagine complexity, insipid but just, alongside our developed forevermore; for clever hearts provoked by hunger must hold on for far much longer. Where is the day but gone asunder, without the light, and while we wonder. Fro beat but gone for blunder. Thrown over untruth of beaming lorry, unfounded, just for beem and glory, aside the edge of near for fear and death forgotten here.