I've burned the porch down, what sound do I hear in elevator
I've laughed a few times, I'm aware of how unimportant a pop song
In a different life I'm a hip hop dancer to beyonce upgrade u
These things I have strived to own
Nests blown away in 25 mile per hr winds like tornado spring, the valley
A blue tangle of glass rope my eyes drawn, in love
I think of late summer in an artist colony, among carousel and bonfire. I need this CTO
LOL
to drive and touch the beach
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