What walks on four feet in the morning, two in the afternoon and three at night? Menagerie of spring gardens , often do they get rained upon, during any season that passes their way. Snow home-ish. Infer that, blue tile in that pattern, 365 750. It rained 119 days of the year. Imagine the lost. Lost in that which houses of my vices , my flaws, my evils . Elevator? Won't you be more tender? Home. And maybe if I sober up, I will stop pretending that love is forever. You could never be here. You will never be here. Go HOME.
HAH! Another day and I could've gone MAD!
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