You know survival is a blue ribbon tied to our bone walls because we are made of rust, stained cotton...
You know survival is a blue ribbon tied to our bone walls because we are made of rust, stained cotton...
I think on disability and falling in love with the object of your affection. Most of all out of anything...
The sun licks the water dry from earth’s knuckle, through the paradigm of movement. Gold honey shines upon the crust...
You know survival is a blue ribbon tied to our bone walls because we are made of rust, stained cotton...
I think on disability and falling in love with the object of your affection. Most of all out of anything...
The sun licks the water dry from earth’s knuckle, through the paradigm of movement. Gold honey shines upon the crust...
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You know survival is a blue ribbon tied to our bone walls because we are made of rust, stained cotton...
I think on disability and falling in love with the object of your affection. Most of all out of anything...
The sun licks the water dry from earth’s knuckle, through the paradigm of movement. Gold honey shines upon the crust...
