Now the equinox stops its blue rages quiet
As pages.
I tell you leave Troy leave the ground burning, they did.
Look we will change everything all the meanings
All the clear cities of Asia you and me.
Now the mind isn't she an avid prevoius hobo?
Now the feet grow leaves so glad to see whose green baits.
Awaits.
Oh sweet don't go.
Back the same way go a new way.









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"Do the day, and let the day do you." - Wireman
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