XXII, by Sumit Singh |
eagerness of an american-indian those mistful crazy agile rural eyes and master of puppets beckon and here i'm till i die nourish with the psyche of being cultured by the way of life and those sicily think and talk aloud to me with differing voice why i've no way to die |
Posted: 2005-10-06 11:00:13 UTC |
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