Fireworks. All I Have To Offer Is My Own Confusion. Geography, Vonnegut And Me. Fuegos artificiales. Todo lo que tenemos que ofrecer es mi propia confusión. Geografía, Vonnegut y me.
...Leave a piece of yourself, and take something back too Father Time is a blurred bird in disguise Who made his way to my shoulder It's weighing me down, It' makes me
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