Need you need me
How of art have we come
Art-form now~on living in darkness

Be art it may or May never
Serve, Inspire, donate, enter art-tame!
Spirts, souls, shawl art-ourselves
A new d art-Reaction

Can of spray, spindle of tight strings
play, play play,
A delivery from good despite an outrunning
of the Anvil of dat’ nothing,
Present the Art-   To whom:

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Names Chris:

Out-funded myself again this time it’s cost me at the worst time, my heart is in the dumps. I have never wanted to affect this many people because of my poor planning. My heart is balancing on tender you were “never meant to be anything else. “”Drifter, loser”, lost soul.
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You picture heART here now , please find away to press



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