Cop. Internal. Pacifier. Viva. That ass. Everett. Crowd. Jigaboo. Dorothy Dandridge. My Mother. Helena Carter. Who’s that? What's it all about? Fraud. He’ll be 7.
Fraud
Who
Carter
Mother
Crowd
Everett
Cop
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
It's the one thing that we know nothing about. And none will. God On sale. God On sale Will And Nothing Know We One The Someone Get
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