On the Banks Under a Bridge
Sunburn epidemic, the sun is out and going down. Get out of the house and off of the couch. I will still love you if you go. Flesh tinted a red glow. Thoughts you should know; we can move, change...
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Filched every best part of art, of everything. Singing in the rain as if a poignant destiny. Blessings of death and the mounting of enemies, over the stone arch bridge on two rims, bubbles and scum,...
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