Changing lives with creative mindsI need to go brush my teeth but I have oil all over my hands and feet. Moist but not warm, you still found her despite your fridgedness.
At a loss of experience said nothing she did, the trident of time wrestles, reminding my mind, too little too fate.
Here we go yet once again…
I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting on me for years...won't you walk with me...
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