The black eyes in the seam.... he barks and bites the dream.... oh, you see!!!, his eyes murmur.... oh lord, why his breathe suffer.... he stole some desert of arab..... and grass of Zambia for little crab.... and under the roof of church.... all mad and crazy buzz.... wake up from dream, it is at height.... puzzle of dream,left childhood in fight!!!..... quick little, why your eye looks sad.... tears tear up little, still it is not that bad.... let a wish turn all creation on track...... oh my god, promise me, my yell back.... through gone, still i serve those days..... they held your garden, smile, nothing to says......by john jesus..i.e...me
Posted on: Fri, 13 Sep 2013 18:57:44 +0000
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