Life is like unknown spaces poorly sewn…with many happenings so duly blownI cry you in whose presence I’ve grownAnd all the very yous my grown has known For you would be my stories’ tellDo a good and I’ll write your tellSpin a bad and I’ll write your yellBe the worse and I’ll be your sellBe […]
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