The Nomad

“The Nomad”

The nomad in wants to go get up and 
Get right and go make some money around 
A beach. The breach breathes the salty air. Cant you taste it in there?


Not if she has a fever of 105 degrees again and we have to come back.
	
	The nomad blends in well almost like he loses himself when in others
		Im just so sure        being the shadow man to save ones that are in side
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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