Diseases are getting old

Slow? Slow.
Repeating the self.

Take a step, take another, omit the next, and the ground bolts back

thought the earth waits and thrives with loyalty? It does not.

It has been engraved and sickled for three consecutive summers

keep your threshers in, or you'll lose your hands.

Slow, slow.

Repeating the self.

Repeating the self

slicing the insides when going short of breath...