the flower of my secret life. |
coppernicus in the promised land, where the mowers cant go. |
i flower crown you bella for what it is you are, the queen of my soul vacuum. |
flower ranger. |
our lady of the encyclical flowers, the pagan queen, bella. |
and what am i? |
the story is we shall overcome zombies by killing the life on which they feed. |
there is no greater love nor less ordinary. |
no matter what we biologists say these dogs won't be like us (unless we eat them like the chinese?). |
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