Transport: Automatic Prose

Because they must verge, the swift tear against the title 
is no calamity bluff. The mobile figment was succeeding.
Before he was the judge, battle was changing through any 
lesson older as crater. The fathoms totally occupied you.
When the teacher in twin parades can't practice at this 
orbit, some degree snaps, and seven loads without the charge 
claim to pay me. Everybody couldn't remain. The ladder of 
Bethlehem shall want excess. A dry shoe is the chaos's hall;
the imitation is another century beyond delivering. Until 
this drug who ended was shaking by the screen, the uncommon 
key already spoke like fields. Around aged over the reason,
four volunteers -- ten experimental noises -- thoroughly 
approached me.