babe babe baby I am miss all the fun, the nights under the moon light on a hot summers beach in a bar next to the water over looking hills of America. were the warm breeze high tons the fire wood burning in a pit. were laughter is heard off the dance floor down stairs, and the music oh the music it plays softly with a rocken roll beet. enough of this iam kill my self . set all alone. wrestles
Sounds as if you are bumming . . .
Jayster
Are you okay @TheGreatestDrZen?
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