A tiny pieced together skull fragment takes it all back home.
A tiny love of our life brings the gnomes alone.
A beautiful piece of arithmatic will knock us together.
elected us, such willing partners.
( you've heard that before)
the corner, the shelter, it's a provocation.
Yea, I'm hearing the argument.
Everybody wants the way the untold way.
Process, is a special, provocation
Everybody wants something
But for now, a burning, a burning waiter.
an everloving looking.
A cry, a distant cry
another wet distant tear for us to start our story on
I want to yell.
I want to hear another.
Take me over!
There's a good concept here. A tale of good and loved and hated and strewn away.
Pass on this part to your children and make it a part of everyday life.
The ( this) argument is making this a good time.
Does putting in more make less of a whole?
Did you really think life would know?
Go! Go! Go! Go!
Time to pass out on a thumb less guitar player.
I now understand your addiction.
I like it.
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