Below I have translated my "Thursday Musing" in case you need it.
Lately I have had an issue that I just can’t seem to get over completely. I will admit that I have a bad case of logorrhea(excessive flow of words).
Yes, I have been thither (to that place) in the cwm (valley or glen) to obambulate (wander about) and have found that it is felicificative (tending to make happy) for me. As I stand atop the mamelle (rounded hill) and the willow’s wafture (act of waving or wafting) captured my attention, I yex (to hiccup, belch or spit) and yuke (to itch) as the pollan flies about. I long to be a rusticated (to send into the country) amnicolist (one who lives near a river) in a riem (rawhide thong) with hystricine (like or pertaining to porcupines) dreams.
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