Keep the car on while the sky headlining newspapers this Wednesday. While clutches of women in town clicked open to push and pound their needs of misbehave. Then read off the best book we can buy. So the irrelevant beat would help us hide our tracks in the past, alone and alive.
Like lioness we accept rules in separated trilogy. One we actually want to, one we pushed ourselves to, and one we can't help to. But not a single one we like. Because young blood do like to travel and swim in the swamp, break and shove bricks in the town, and be calm and secure but wild at heart.
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