Let's tell a little tail of a few pleasures of yesteryears, shall we you two? yes,
I think we shall.
So as long as it was told to me as long as the due falls from the trees life gives you a lifeline into tomorrows answer so answer me this one question what do
you like that is whats time doing for you Craig?
Well I sleep under the stars in a pale moonlight and as I awake my eyes tell me to sleep with the tool of that of a pencil so many more so many than one or two,
for God loves you, Craig.
" Bartering in a world we all live in like that "
Amber my sweet little Amber, for she came off that of a mountain top covered all over in snow all over her beautiful body while cascading from the world above way above timberline all I shall was this
her red scarf coming down all around her body with a warm smile.
I was indeed snow blind while seeing her come down to me while saying to me what's that's like Craig?
Do you love me?
My word's to God's ear's seeing this god's perfection creation coming down from the Mountain top telling me you're the butter that makes my bread worm Craig
let's go home.
| Letters of Somerford |
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