Doesn't That Reek Disability.

Franchise of an anonymous emotion expanding like houses of fast selling hot cakes. It all begins with the tongue. Perhaps this should be driven through a different course to avoid misinterpretation. Just as how one can imagine the form of a cinnamon roll, one can too get a sniff of it. Hands, hands, feet, feet. It moves as such that it comes to many different forms. Denial and back forms of unsent spaces shall bloom into a new choreography. Let moments be captured in a blast as one would say to lightnings and blondes. Ta.