White No Sugar Steps touch stone. Early morning death wakes me up to get ready. Gentle fingers. Perfect teeth. The desert looks the same, I think, and swallow a full cup of cement. 0.000000 0.000000 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintEmailTumblrLinkedInRedditPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related
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I was happy and high w/ yr words until the last line
I’m not sure of what you were after
I’m ignorant but enthusiastic trying to follow close behind
You write well & downturn
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