You thought me a clown for I played it so. The truth in physics is that I chase for you run. I wanted a portrait of an oyster. I, a sunfish for many. Tired in search for a new star, you brought forth a portrait titled "gardener", and I felt ever so full-filled. The blood poisoned, the garden ever so blue.
You thought me a clown for I played it so. The truth in physics is that I chase for you run. I wanted a portrait of an oyster. I, a sunfish for many. Tired in search for a new star, you brought forth a portrait titled "gardener", and I felt ever so full-filled. The blood poisoned, the garden ever so blue.