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There are days where you have very nice lyrics maybe you have a little more time and you write more beautiful

Somehow I lost you on my radar, that's the problem with old school curation by hand and eye, oh well. Glad I found you again. I love the last two lines, they are a poem in and of themselves

it started to rain
The subway rumbled beneath me.

Mole skin, I think that if you write me at least one paragraph I will understand a bit or know what these pemos are treated I think they are something tender @bleedpoet

Heavenly.