Body
I placed the islands in my eyes
A steady whistle
Who let him do it
Blood falls again in the sky
The divine things to the spiral nails
One species to be reproduced
A Japanese with a foolish ethnocentrism
Cezanne showed that heaven is perception
It's always simple
Event, it starts from the body
Copyright © Beach Happiness | Year Posted 2016
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