When no one cares about me. Who cares about you; who cares about me? Useless. En route. War.
War
En route
Useless
Me
Care
Who
Care
Who
Me
Care
No one
When
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
How do I care for Black women? I am me, Aaron Carter. Stage 4, Breasts. “Hannah Gadsby”. Sloppy. Inconceivable damage. Extreme vitality. Ref...
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