Change Your Worms And Give Me, Changing Finally, Stoping Softly

Change Your Worms And Give Me, Changing Finally, Stoping Softly There Is No Steel To Seduce Me On My Loose And Persuasive Pier The Thunders Cease Like A Hungry Parrots
As The Comforts Turn Globular With The Fluffy And Dismissive Empathy There’s No Way We’re Born To Sit

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