MY HOPES REMIND ME HOW LITTLE TO ART, HOW MUCH TO BEAUTY

My hopes remind me how little to art, how much to beauty, though skin still thoughts to forward me past winners in NY, and sally holes like my sally in this bar. Fishnets, style, and styles, where is the bond? This is the only life worth living tho it sucks when it doesn’t produce anything. All in one then, but in clear mind too, which needs to be number one. Stop to division a few men who cares. Do you know what also describes in life the schools, what courses score times, divisions led by school with others that do not lead them to their minds, that never lead me to mine? What is the division of a store, in 1992, in 2009, in a future filled, without your interest?

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