summer rows towards fruition
listen
spring: from your chair
I swear at those who aren't
the best they can be
horizontal i'm tall
seek my brains
I have a many
attending a habit for wants me
Jump!
Into a dream diferente from US
up and down so we stay up
launching a floral pattern pushing your buttons
which one you want glued today?
Copyright (c) Perry Barnes 2009 All Rights Reserved in All Media
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