The Sands Of Time, Pages To Write, Veteran To Date.Still hoping."I'm a human. You're a human. Hey, look at that. We have something in common, right? I need friends. I'm desperate. Please."
Please cancel my subscription to your issues.Hooker, I ain’t in the ‘helpin” business no more. I’m in the ‘fuck off while I smoke a joint’ business,and business about to pick way the fuck up.
So you say you want a revolution . Veteran on a run to find friends, nuts to dodge, trees to roots, family affairs, cows, hippos, and wales on land. Sinners And Saints:Layers Of Lessons.What is, is not, What is not, is. Just saying. I do like to write, most people lives are a race for more bucks, at stages of life, things that keep me, up.
Rocks to roll, gems to love, it is still rock and roll to me, sons to shine, bright, in the middle of the night.With out a doubt ,THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID.LOVE, LUCK, LESSONS, Rights, reasons, seasons of dances in the light of day, good times, faces in layers of colors, views to delight, another great day, in the land of the living, head counts.
Classes on love and devotion, goodness and mercy, angels to see. Classes of joys and pains, goodness and mercy, love and hate, to teach, and always to learn. 'I I DON'T ALWAYS GO THE EXTRA MILE, BUT WHEN I DO IT'S BECAUSE I MISSED MY EXIT.'RAZZLE DAZZLE! 'Saints and Sinners.If a man does not do good himself, let him not rely on what his ancestors did!- Midrash Tehillilm. Hard to say.
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