Day 4: Pardoning

Pardoning, drift, what old man the neck released sore greet firm standpoint own tempt ease. A look back left, yet eyes, the desert hold the cane, leg, sown creep?

~ You are welcome greetings flown even accomopaniment seam. The vision tidings lept kept, keep up, the walk, left, yet, motion, a child eager, tidings, the back his flown forward, my eyes, sown eyes set, the back reset, even motion, to rid blackened contempt in forgiveness lept kept.

Abide keep, revenge, sworn left, yet seemed kept, angels snore where missions forewarned tore, there are no revenge slots kept even to tear, just paired, the healings rid one, yet what cane cement tongue?

Perhaps, rid beak fame, the eyes lifted, frown recollect net, a rememberance chuckle left, a child the mission, two slept, yet two eyes, the I, greeting, what vision, two yet, one, if one, what obstacle kept seam?

Is silence in abandonment, the net collection, all woes, the impulse in age old collection groped net profit, the collection seamed, to hold?

Perhaps, collect, the vision breach now, what riddance, safety, their pyre, my willing hands, thanks, to guides, collected easy motion, in cane collect, yet what of I, to breach a shower of motions, the tongue, tire, collect?

The kettle handle eager seamed, the fire lit continous motion beamed, the desert walk not of I, but of the welcome hand, eager sigh, collect to redress, in eager journies, the eye forewarned, a pry, the pedestal finger wag, is it correct to collect, the vision appature procure, seam, to tilt you, old man, to a tidings, drink, this warm day, the gut high tide, glide?

Come, the steam is not motions rid, but a continued motion, tea, to eye, welcome bid. I see a vision collect seam, not forewarned crop collect.

I do welcome the furnace, on a hot, day, yet no fire, inner greet, the stove, the cauldron welcome eye, seem collect, not my walk, you see three visions netted ease, to tailore the witchcraft your eye, my guidance seam?

Old man, what are you stewing?

Why not learn to cook? The eye cropped eye seam, wealth a stir, in practice concern, could net a taste, a mission earned, yet … perhaps the fire furnace woe kept, the tea, the even address, to welcome, on a warm day, lept?

Old man, make me a stew then…

Take a sip, it is soul, salted, yet procured, mid-earnest delight. I have motioned a stir, of healing, and mouth yearning, I will feed you in visions, loft net, and the eye my healings, lept kept, in visions, meaning, yet eye drift, feeling, my hand sworn yet guidance worn, to feed, a passanger, a child art thou, to back entries obscene, and running backwards, why not sip, the salt, my stew, few minutes to brew collect. The kettle burning stove collect.

Two teas, one bag, or two bags, to tolerate wept collections eye seam. Drink alone in collections net, or with another , in worth seam, view the heart entries collect, or pardoning many, the growth, offering no entry, a welcome two hands sort, a pardoning in future reckonings, a word, or a mission to renew wept collect?

Old man, lob some turnips or something into the salty brew. And don’t forewarn expose, greetings wept net. Wipe all heart entries seamed but yours. Tailoring one, the stew, a heart beat now detect, and the kettle I will collect now in offerings, two bags, yet one collect.

Do not tailor such woe seamed light, I will portion the tea, alone, sieved crept. Allow the boil, mid-strife blend, not redirect, the tick, to extend, bow seam. And then collect the taste, mid portion, not kettle extend time, the waste, my eye weighted, to try a child to pry even measures - an honest cup of tea, not overextend reach - in company pardoning theft lept kind.