due to my abnormally low pressure,
it makes me excessively not able to move early mornings.
even great amounts of coffee sadly do not help for i am so
sleepy and strange until the night comes over and tenders.

due to my sometimes-to-come work pressure, not that i have
much, of what i can not endure, it makes me craving to retain
into the most rural areas and suburbs, where the glory of summer
fireworks i can enjoy, where i can walk barefoot, plain and freely.)

the pressure of our greatest capital is surely, active.
but come what may, he loves me.

never `ve been taken myself whatsoever weak and yet,
there times, where it is pleasant to feel something other
than pride, light arrogance and teasing.

for tenderness we shall achieve. aye, aye.