walking on the moon together
below the storms and sunshine and pain we could survive
until the covid burns up washes away and dies . .
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walking on the moon together
below the storms and sunshine and pain we could survive
until the covid burns up washes away and dies . .
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Coalhouse says: DEEP WORDS |
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veelay@hotmail.com says: feel ya bro @coalhouse |
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veelay@hotmail.com says: feel ya bro @coalhouse |
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LP45 says: Very nice veelay. Keep writing! |
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veelay@hotmail.com says: glad you like-d it @LP45 |
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