I wish I were a diet slinky.
Maybe Monday will turn the girl I know once.
Press releases begin sentences and
The next line will complete them me.
Maybe stronger people are not little tvs.
Because walking on walls takes me back.
Lightning bolts and her bigger muscles.
Quintessentially quaint. pirate Pyrite . . .
Watch joe para talks with you :
I am the Sun which delivers home and baked son. /
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