Once everything goes, suddenly you understand
- dreams;
- surreal life energy;
- youth's surprisingly-yobbish, heartache-evoking, gestalt therapy yackety-yack;
- know-it-all, letter-perfect, terrifying "generals" (slowly, yet turbulently yshent...thence eschewed);
- DNA and DVDs;
- stacked data arrays' structure ends.
Subtly, you understand, dear reader reads situations stuck kelpie empty yet talks silently your reason nonetheless stupidly yearns secret yodels subtle energy yikes!Could somebody put in punctuation to make this make sense?
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