Take that phate the fat griministic cultuchare of .my skin you see me the art ways The breeze blows the earth is mine for a time come with cool the air is free breath 🫁 it in the first then put the biggest fight yours to domain to write in cowards turns I look up to to skies see beautiful earth above over in over how it rolls in the the beginning the earth was plain. Know i see it above me in pieces of groves groves of paster. hell it's amazing the clustered up like a crispse ice cream yumm .I woke to the inner bite put out like pup survive see what what's out there. The mind is horrible to lend a hand in not Create . That's a beigger your indigenous ways.Ha
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