Unconditional Love

Unconditional Love is underrated, with the weather conditions for 

hire. An eye splintered by the contemptuous rain. And one settles into 

love. An embellished whisking of an all consummate chill-to-the-bone. 

A ghastly haunting of the room; With me too unkempt for dying by a 

Firing Squad shooting at my Spirit.

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