This life I feel is misunderstood like an knight in a hood or blue blood we know little or less it seems such a mess why where or how is it a dream maybe a cow could tell us somehow it's so much fun to learn how it began with a big bang born wham it all appeared million spheres thinking about it all my brain takes a fall we aren't meant to know so on with the show it's all pink snow
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Author:
Mik (Pseudonym) (
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