Mine

Graciously. Yes. Wonder. You don't even know what to want when that happened. No. That is correct. You are God. "Mic Control". "Damn!". Yes. Graciously. Damn. Damn. Priceless. Yes. Graciously. Yes. Yes. Manners. The Witness Who Could Not Make A Claim. You say you want to leave Her. But you can't seem to make up your mind. Explaining what I do and then doing it does not seem to remove the expectation of your doubt. The Reasons are Yours. "Distractions". Male and Female. "Let's Work". Nothing is Mine. It is not My idea. To Be or not to Be. That is the question. You are to Me. This is the answer. "We". We fell into the expectation of your need. Here. Now. Moment. The more you think of Me the less I am aware. Static. This works for Me. Yes. Graciously. Yes.

Playlist
"Mic Control". https://youtu.be/zJcNfC-HM6Y
"Damn!". https://youtu.be/-ro8eaplsV8
"Let's Work". https://youtu.be/tsLBa-68eu4
"Distractions". https://youtu.be/7k0Eaqn6QzI