Tossed Up Falling Reign Poem by Thomas Kane

Tossed Up Falling Reign



My seen victim every glance silver between numbs insta pain threshold carry many head shame to the latest fantasy. Images bare the lie of the beast. At best he was my worst to bump hills and mountains inhale like Sumer tops the age of Aquarius.

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Green horizons morph thine image staff Bally total crunches
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