“I’m yellow he is blue it’s nothing we that could hide we made a green meadow whenever we would collide”
I will cry it out
I walk through the fire I give love
seeing that lens and that familiar hat last night made it an even more special moment
If that makes me a sinner man, then I’ll wear the label proudly
this isn’t romance
Do you wanna go?
The only want
Listen, read …. let yourself be inspired.
People always think of a young person when such a subject comes up, but our society has no use for us seniors.
somewhere in the USA in some storage room on a Sunday evening..
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