Monday, June 24, 2019

WHO HE IS



WHO HE IS I CANNOT SAY ~ THIS WAS DONE IN A YOUNGER DAY
WHEN LINES WOULD COME ~ THEN GO AWAY
BOTH NEVER TO BE WRITTEN
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