28. Over your roots grown laurel and conditioner, mature in your crown sun to catch as they knit crown with Willie pony to crawl, unforgettable love the threshold to my return. Pena you my dance with the sea nymphs caught in the sand with fabulous hands me the stories, grief me catching my soul brush tortured foam cubes kingdom with kisses me bitter rastazhuvash. Daria many crazy nights reign roadside, from call their honeymoon thought I did breach will let you to take me in the dark waiting for the alien to my pillow to finish. Often in the sand my lyrics are written, and breathed the sharp rock restlessness breathed. MJ 2014
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