now. Good men labor in the noon day dance. Blistered and broken by circumstance. That's all that I am now. So I passed with a passing age. Most were lost but some
make yourself at home we've been expecting you we've been waiting for you to arrive black and white images circling you and tracking the light from
I am all that a man can be muscle, bone insecurity I reasess the referencee points I use Some of them are modest, some are huge. If you ask my lovers
