How she cried Gino
Gaunt faced in my shame
There is wisdom
She waters no wells
Drawing her hairs
In seeds fading blooms
Gino, she has cried after love

The Jenner girls sneak through the city
Atticus
You turn around and the cell comes down and she smiles or her study in a book, also a student as me and wonderful conversation and goodbye
Hello again, more subjects, wonderful
Learning

Then the plummets alone in peace
Too find more suffering