Why Kyle will never again be allowed to watch my cat.
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Monday January 11th
A Noise Like Wings
I have a knocking woodpecker in my heart and I think I
have three souls
One for love one for poetry and one for acting out my
insane self
The three rarely sing together
I have a knocking woodpecker in my heart and I think I
have three souls
One for love one for poetry and one for acting out my
insane self
The three rarely sing together
