Her eyes carries lots of words which her lips failed to say.

Her tears is linked to the baby cheerish them both

I the day was wild so o shake a drink in my melt shaker. Then once I shake I disappear.
An was not at the bar anymore but in the car. Wondering should how did I get here with this drink which clearly does not have me thinking. Oh no I did not drink it and I was lost to the mood now hmmm and the heavy rain on traffic lights.

think our country sinks beneath the yoke. It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash Is added to her wounds. I

Written By William Shakespeare

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