Acting Improve. No. Fake Kid. Far too many. Loss Dying Art. I'm Happy. Fix those breaks. Goodyear Tire. Hornier. Abandonment. Mailbox. Mail buyer. Don't Ever Be. No one. No one in particular. There. Mitochondria. Forgiven Art. Now We're Even.
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
Wednesday, March 11, 2026
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