This is a combination of random thoughts, essays, and autocorrect poetry.
Basically, I hit random letters on my iPhone and sometimes by chance I find surprisingly poetic lines like:
Width wiser splatter
Wounded rising
Sequined absinthe against sepia
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Oh reversal is brusque jagged so surged laughers parting surer thighs pure buried wife Giddy hooks oh wings sit cloned skydives dived soberly suede with why tiers hath still wakened
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