Carrier. I'm kind of over you. I wish I wasn’t. Death. Plead. Wiring. His only son.
His only son
Plead
Death
I
Wish
I
Carrier
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
It's getting hot over here. Just trying to make a living. Everything you do. Everything you do A Try Just Here Hot Get And Young
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