When I look at the morning sky
It brings me joy
Knowing I made it through yesterday
and can make today history
Friday, April 15, 2011
~Blind Coffee~
The women with warm steaming coffee
Can never laugh at brilliant fish
She must growl when surrounded by cut grass
She eats blind magical flying dogs.
Can never laugh at brilliant fish
She must growl when surrounded by cut grass
She eats blind magical flying dogs.
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