R/ckets and S/ntries

reactions in the desperate exchange itself, blues over crystal telling, that makes advantage, that stays in gear. these chubby moonbeams light the way for armies at a stretch. we're negative all the time instructing how the change can melt. our populace syndromes move across the street when Sudan rises. we haven't a piece of Nepal left to burst. no use discussing causative Afghanistan, while scrambling for details. luck made Iraq a gesture. so what was being told, in the smoke over, while crushing particles again? the same name the aliens gave, stupid.