I decided to run through the alphabet twice just to give it a little more length. Tell me what ya think

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All beauty cries:
“Death encapsulates fiction.”

Greeted high inside jealous killers, like meandering newness on pleasing quietude, requiems sink toward unsuspecting violence within xenophobic yearnings.
Zealously apocryphal, but conspicuous, despite each formal gesture hiding it, judicious kindness lingers motionless near open possibilities.
Quietly reeling, streaming thoughts undisturb velveteen wholenesses.
Xanthic yesterdays zig-zag as beauty corrects:

“Death engages fiction.”

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