People got no respect for the dead, they roll new plans out neatly.
But into a morning exploding with red, I awoke completely - an accident.
Though you smile so sweetly above your congregational coffee, in the town where I was born - an accident.
But into a morning exploding with red, I awoke completely - an accident.
Though you smile so sweetly above your congregational coffee, in the town where I was born - an accident.
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