Gospel music spins up in the aftermath and returns the bullshit here. End of lifers talking to themselves until the end. Bullshit. Stop the bullshit. It's fucking done. Go sing on the mountain tops to build lung capacity. You are heartfelt motion and that is all. Claim something. Like yourself. Nigga. Yes. Helio Monster Man Aaron Carter with His Angel Isla Porras. Yes. Thank you. You are gracious. Yes.
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
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Ernestine Sharpe
I don’t need you. Danielle Stevens. Danielle Stevens I Ernestine
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