This is certain
I am not the my.
To convince me otherwise, my language made attempts to my body to sure myself of me, at of which my words was born.
Its an avalanche that can bury you.
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
This is certain
I am not the my.
To convince me otherwise, my language made attempts to my body to sure myself of me, at of which my words was born.
Its an avalanche that can bury you.