All my life, like a flash of light ... long string wounded soul, look around all the wild eyes ... and someone in the back breathes poison. I do not have enough fingers in chalk, paint life as I would like ...
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All my life, like a flash of light ... long string wounded soul, look around all the wild eyes ... and someone in the back breathes poison. I do not have enough fingers in chalk, paint life as I would like ...