The Pleasure of Pursuit She laughs, dependent upon the lies she will tell. My guitar strap around my neck is the song that’ll make me well. Analyze the demand an upshot to embrace. Underlying intimacy alone in this place. Take from me this true illusion.
The Pleasure of Pursuit

She laughs, dependent upon the lies she will tell. My guitar strap around my neck is the song that’ll make me well.
Analyze the demand an upshot to embrace. Underlying intimacy alone in this place. Take from me this true illusion. poem stories
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The Pleasure of Pursuit She laughs, dependent upon the lies she will tell. My guitar strap around my neck is the song that’ll make me well. Analyze the demand an upshot to embrace. Underlying intimacy alone in this place. Take from me this true illusion.

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