When everything makes sense. You come outside and everything is in synch.
We are all wind machines
we breathe in spirits,ghosts
we breathe them out
filter
im a pure filter
small
razor's edge
you touch the statue with only one tool
but you hold and use a different tool in each hand
Never make sense.
Never say never.
hehehehe
My Improved Sense
- five2one
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My Improved Sense
Hope and Faith and Love, hope and faith will be obsolete, but never love -- Me . Just kidding. Hope & Faith & Love. Forever. (I lied to Paul, or my Angel did... I forget... hehehe... I invented joking & poker. Just don't tell the girls...