Sunday, February 2, 2014
Be wishful what you care for
There was a day when the sunset looked like This
There was a night when my trousers din' have piss
There was a place
There was a face
Where'd all it go?
There was a night when my trousers din' have piss
There was a place
There was a face
Where'd all it go?
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