Freedom
Recall fatal intricacies of fondled attraction 2/2002 -Savanna It is with this, that I welcome you experience my humble ecclesiastic musings I am a poet by nature, a photographer by visual election, and a spiritual dancer from all of the energy gathered by my audience.
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There's a tide beneath all we beseach On top of a starry mountain or moonlit beach No sphere no sire will unfold the kept The quite desolate streams are the skies not wept Keep it all in the tides there under and no man should be left asunder. Have you no time to unbury the treasure? Fan quickly princess your work is not done until the jewels are shone to the sun. |