Nothing more to take, I can take no more. Stumble over high expectations. Try to breathe water and not drown. Directions don't work in these type of moments. Rose colored glass, pick a hue, to be sure all is well. The words to pick from are counted and marked with even numbers. To present as sincere. Prophetic memories, mathematics of change.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
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