Our best are sent to die while the snakes coil behind desk and scroll: A performance of fireworks muse the syndication. Woven in tainted virtuosity—An emblem of shall bequeath, under amour of armor. In elation of a summer-winter solstice, We jotted down this telegraph with a goose-pen in epistles.

To @TreasurMembers, @littlejeans, @inbestigator, @SunbIaze; A trip around the moon belates a happy solstice, we wish a best of days to you through this open letter. May your happiness stay eternal, sparked in widespread serotonin.

Signed off,
@StrayJuvenile. 🎧