 gutter placements, set to build like three masons, on three angles, all I see is mystery and seas and east channels, perceived battles, only held as cell albums, promulgate stereotypes that bleed out as our own daughters, but I remain devout scholars, still the forefathers, ignorance is forced on us, define on us, if we all breathe diseased lies, define the MC of all these species' weak lines, we church's culture for dollars, the feeding of the scholar, we are only