I was gone... Then my dark hooded friend cursed me something fierce. My response was "repose". a word my hooded friend would never understand.
To Brandon Brown.
To Brandon Brown.
"They look like big strong hands... don't they?"
Water rolls down the skin like tiny beads..
Eyes close so that they might see.
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This sun is a star in someone else's sky
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This moon is making someone cry...
Illum tangendo (touching him)
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