Immediately (safety) it's cold
A mother charges, partly, what was into (c)good.
Tits rage and wonder at love. I can't hope because stars loved my hen (ass).
Derivation of Anger created in love.
Shit on bonds.
Free changes are money. I like home as love. S(t)ay it. Murderers call one thing false. Play, Pear, Poem, A shot , Decent, : Change.
I wonder how I can be what there was. I wonder how I can draw a lover.
I feel shitty. It's dark and womanly in this cond(o)er. William feels chasing another hope is my cold. It's this way: Boxes of money are yours and that's one hard place.
Bother yes -- is there cake? Dear indians, i was blown at cox.
I dangle one love -- is there peace?
play another fall. I rot with no possibilities.
Soar with the martyrs in place of w(h)e(a)t/her.
i planted a field and i want me.
Hope and a friend
See love and help home as dr(u)ag
Play at why I am failing.
I mother a rose for peace.
I made yer home one ender.
Squeeze my tits and be a woman.
That's the exact parallel.
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