People are born... And poeple die... Faiths are torn... And so we cry... From innocent child... Full of fancy and delight... SOMEONE always comes 'long... To make darkness the light... To confuse and perplex... The "ANSWER" in sex... Rock-N-Roll music... "Do it just how you want it"... And ,"I'm not stupid"... We are All doing it-- Just like "They" did... What a world we'll make... In the end... Ante your bid....Birth sign: Pisces
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