by Will Schmit A stand alone God, not alone, caws us to sing. Music in orbits, hearts beat the point pounded home. Life in light years, mothers close as stars apart. Celestial tryouts boom behind
Read moreby Will Schmit A stand alone God, not alone, caws us to sing. Music in orbits, hearts beat the point pounded home. Life in light years, mothers close as stars apart. Celestial tryouts boom behind
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