| Brian N. Tuley | |
| "Fin" | |
| "Fin" Time is no enemy Time is my friend Hours are golden seeds and the sun's risen in me who's there? orange and glowing sheen congradulations now you have earned your wings with your penchant for cold and olden air fallen like clouds alone and bare we'll send in the clowns the tent wont tare can we start over ... now can we start over throw in the towel See... ... I saw... ... ... |
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