Too many of schoolmates for a night of sleep.
One rusty town out of matchbox overgrown with vines found his way into a poem.
Truth don't need trust;
trust is much preferred without truth as well.
veden fragmentteja, oceani di pietre
populisms
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..the Price has its' depth , my Darling Thou can't create a doubt. An apple or a core will stop the war? -
Chocolate dark - and stardust on linoleum. Would You care to decadance with me, Heart?
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