It's one step beyond, baby
It's the American way
individualism
Whatever way your tastes
may run
may run
There's something for everybody
whatever floats your boat
Some maintain
that the golden days
have faded away
We know come what may
The USA is here to stay
We look mortality in the face
and only fear
fear itself
and only fear
fear itself
So keep on, Cupcake
the taste of life is sweet
Last night
Her hair had a purple fringe layer
over a white under curtain
Just as I tried to image grab it
She suddenly bent over
and showed me her can
and showed me her can
24 June 2016
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