All moons All moves Travel immaculate Reviled paste in shoe
Oh, how you come with me As does hurt I rise out that hinge I rise a child like a bridge Feel of wild Running chastised minds Into an all too bright end To stay And a loft Calls for more room
Country saga says?
Hi Alicia Irish new York poetry
Do it a favor Tell how she's Italian Sheed, and shod Camber in soft embrace Seperate from the Irish bread street fair
I'm the student, apt pupil, dutiful son from the Irish American military officers company in my family whom raise me.
She, the head of Italian families Testa
In public, poor, without virtues apparation Voiceless book, visible and weary from time As families travel, none carry change, all are finished, in an afterlife, I write legislation for poverty rights in California.
Deaf defines the times
The illness rejoins the children from the stems
Favoritism of beauty obstructs free speech and legislation #realdonaldtrump #repbrownley #asmirwin #mikeytaylor #mayorofla #repcarbajal #cagovernor #berniesanders #latimes #aoc
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Confederate Blaurt has taken prisoners and embezzled newsom's 100 million dollar insult homekey plus armed guards and tiny homes for tiny crimes
Capt. Paris and his Washington Trials
Geneva Requires Us, Doll
Visit the Commish Love Mr. Joseph Testa And Kevin's Gal of the hour Raquel
Said is you is or is you ain't, my baby
They called it the pit bosses wife A lucky bourbon waltz downtown Hiding all Manhattans surrender
It's a new dawn it's a new day
If I could sing like bing Perhaps you'd go for me.....
That's moral boost folks Let's print documents today for I'ma los Angeles refugee too
This Ventura Anderson?
Civility rolled off of autumns tongue Aft forty three and neigh a year Coursing through four noble turns And twice unfolding the tear
Since the civil war, 160 years of Geneva Irish military excellence Maj General of the United Nations That's my rank That's my family America
Downtown Chicago Meaning It's blues on watts Riots in Louisiana Gain on me child Hostages in daylight Elders abort a piano Everywhere you run Armies at my side I've felt less pressure Than child coming to terms Without our education No brass All turns in around circles Inside of stolen cities Projects of keep off my screens