Reloading Sanity Workouts into my Brain Function (Part 1)

The cruel poverty of their adult adolescence taught them to know peace in nothing, to invent again, to invest in their imaginations.  A great runaway, the both of us, marriage suited the road, as the road suited their marriage, rocking on to some motorcycle dreams where your hair billowed in black and white, red ribbon lets it fall, floats into sky, the title of our story, the names of our characters, the villains, the heroes, or most notable actor, but it’s really more of a walk-on, I mean it just barely got to Cannes.  It canned.


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