Epoch 12 of new cycle

Here's a mid-range temperature with 12 epochs passed:

here you live off to complain from the same men down to make him, the rains the edge and a scratch
     and over the window
     and the moon
     that we fear
     but I said,
     he was remains and probably to what his books,
     to fell be break and but on the little
     and the abile to hell

lower temp:

in the bride to me.
     I was to the thing for a fools to the street
     with a street
     and the windows of the thing in the streets and still
     on the streets and the sea ass and the streets while I was a flashing the buses in the darkness in the lights and stood to see the same one is not so for a stone and the sky
     in a walls of the bare and she was a cigarette
     and the counter shoe of the streets