What was water doing in the basin depth of the sea’s, I the subsided to a fall through the sub strands of insanity.
why is there a black man cutting Grass’s and a whitish blonde man as the cashier?
Why are short ladies mean I mean. Why are we so attached to money that we now have so very little cotton and cocoa farms?
We erode pass tulips of Alophyllus Africanus, and averted by the hedgerows in the deluded calm and corners, one finds some gullible Siemens rock far back on ones distant tomorrow’s.
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