I don’t know how
Still I go I go ago!
It happens why, for what & how
But one thing I know!
That it’s not fictional,
As it is functional.
Falls to the risen bed
Sweats before the tea
Blinks before the beer
Stuck before the apps
It doesn’t matter how
But still I go I go ago.
A tear on the candle light
In a dark night
From some frightened eyes
Enriched curiosity all that have
With lost light in the hand
Still I go I go ago.
I like this post, enjoyed this one regards for putting up. The goal of revival is conformity to the image of Christ, not imitation of animals. by Richard F. Lovelace. cegdcfdgggde