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“He couldn’t talk soul at the market nor Could he scream mad for help at the office, So he wrote it down and meant every word. The only time we get to be honest, Until you loved it like it were fiction.” — Karl Kristian Flores
He couldn’t talk soul at the market nor
Could he scream mad for help at the office,
So he wrote it down and meant every word.
The only time we get to be honest,
Until you loved it like it were fiction.