You Are My Tourniquet. You cease the endless bleeding, The flow. You Are Wrapped tight Inside my mind. 5-07-1975)
So very true. He is the tourniquet, who holds us. Keep on, please.
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9/21/2024 1:32:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
So very true. He is the tourniquet, who holds us. Keep on, please.