In Rehab there was this wooden box with holes
In it and nuts and bolts. The object was to see how many you could do in a certain amount of time
One day I stuck my arm in the box like it was going to eat me
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
To think I saw it on Raspberry Mill The toot book The dish rag Beyond the bra I am not going to blow up If I ran away to the circus the 10...
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