Photogenic
Photogenic
If i told you a man past deeds was carrier of his sleeves could see the significant of just moving on be a old deed
if a teller had only big bills to give for payment could tell the sweat from there feet and old quick sand that brand new shoes are only tomorrow wish away
Is hungry and thirst a deception or maybe a sense of hungry or wealth passionately pasting time for the work what joy we take for the things we love
Thrones of Egypt richness of rags pour of stone of concerted pass the bows of a saluted all I say is how?
If happiness was sanity and was water under the bridge how would keep sanity
Is a dark place truly a dark place or trying to get a head what is pleasure of learning from
Pass old deeds
All I can say smile please history is not written in a day or
Few words
Photogenic.
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