Tell my son Ernest. Bother. All To You. Honesty will get you places but not to the end. Love Affair.
Love Affair
End
The
Place
Get
Honest
All To You
Bother
Ernest
Son
Tell
Sabrina
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Are you kidding? Oh, Good Grief. I'm supposed to know how? We take the moisture from the air. Split Lime. Split Lime The From Moisture T...
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