When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?
Perhaps it is impossible to grasp that answer now,
From deep within the flow of time...
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then we ran like the wind
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
so does that mean you’ll fuck anyone since your not with heath?
Yes. Precisely. Anyone and everyone… Legs open at 6 AM sharp and usually close anywhere as late as midnight.
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