How? His life. You don't want to know me. You don’t owe me.
Me
Me
Know
Want
His life
How
Trust
God
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Charity is a misdemeanor. Is the Federal Correctional Facility going to be any better than an alligator encampment in Miami, Florida? Will S...
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