Omission. Heart. Admit. How? You may not know this.
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Know
How
Admit
Heart
Death
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
He. Locked. All over a bowl. French onion. Vera Walsh. Carpet Cleaner. Road. Let's put some circles into the wax corner. Cheers. Up. Fun...
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